Xiang Minghou couldn't help but say, "He's in the spotlight now, but it's hard to say if he'll live to adulthood."
"That's why I'll need you to look after him more when you go to the palace in the future, Father." Ye Qianning wasn't naive; she knew Sang Zhi's situation was already precarious. It couldn't get much worse than it already was.
"Why are you so invested in the Eighth Prince's affairs? It won't be easy to extricate yourself once you're entangled in them." Having followed the emperor for many years, Xiang Minghou knew the temperament of the royals all too well.
"Sang Zhi's wish is for the people to live in peace and prosperity. For someone so young, he's incredibly broad-minded and has the realm's best interests at heart. Father, it would be such a pity for a person like that to be overlooked."
First, Ye Qianning genuinely wanted to help Sang Zhi. Second, she was also doing it to save her own life.
