These words, resonate with certainty.
Bai Zhi'er is certain that at this moment, she sees in the young emperor's eyes his determination to save the country.
She is a princess who also helped her father in revitalizing the desolated Great Chu.
Thus, Bai Zhi'er understands Xie Yu's feelings.
Back in those days, Xie Yu's situation was likely much worse.
He had no one behind him, the former Emperor and Empress died early, leaving him to rely on himself alone.
The only relative he could depend on, his uncle, was killed by the design of the Regent King.
These years, he must have endured countless hardships.
Bai Zhi'er looked at him: "Then, in your eyes, is there anyone in the Yuan Residence who deserves to live?"
"Live?" Xie Yu's voice was somewhat hoarse, carrying the remnants of emotional agitation.
"I never thought of letting them die." He slightly lifted his chin, his gaze dark and solemn, showing he wasn't joking.
Bai Zhi'er looked at him in surprise.
