An Jing's inquiry was direct and straightforward, which took away You Ruhui's option to beat around the bush.
However, she actually had no intention of avoiding the question.
"I am not clear on the specific details,"
With reluctance, You Ruhui lowered her head, gazing at the palm lines, where an elongated Life Thread was flashing a faint Liuguang: "But after all, I'm not some unaware young noblewoman secluded from the outside world... so, I guess."
"It must have something to do with the 'Emperor's Position,'"
"Enough, no need to say more."
An Jing raised his hand, signaling that the topic was closed: "Now that you mention it, I understand."
It was indeed a coincidence that the year An Jing was born was the same year the late emperor of Da Chen, revered as Divine Ancestor, known as Emperor Tianyou Xuan Guangshao, passed away.
Regrettably, due to being overly young and overconfident, Emperor Tianyou did not name a Crown Prince before his demise.
