"How could such a father exist in this world!" Cui Lingyao exclaimed, indignant.
"This uncle of mine doesn't lack for daughters,"
Xie Jinbai said. "When absolute power is at stake, bonds between father and son or ruler and subject mean nothing, let alone the bond with one daughter among many."
Cui Lingyao furrowed her brow. "What do you mean?"
Prince Ping was the Emperor's own brother, already at the height of wealth and nobility. What gain could possibly drive him to sacrifice his own daughter?
Xie Jinbai snorted. "It's exactly what you're thinking. Who knows what benefits the Empress promised him."
The Empress has no son, and she hates him to the bone.
'Promising the throne to make Prince Ping do her bidding wouldn't be difficult for her.'
Otherwise, there was no way to explain why Prince Ping would go to such lengths.
A chill went through Cui Lingyao.
