"Ayue,"
the Grand Princess stared at Yuan Yue with a slight smile.
This was by far the most tender and approachable smile Yuan Yue had ever seen from his aunt.
"In your opinion, if something unforeseen were to happen to the Emperor, who else in the Dajin Royal Family could inherit the great power?"
The flames in Yuan Yue's eyes seemed to be fueled by a splash of oil when meeting the Grand Princess's smile... burning fiercely.
Her lips curved slightly as she fixed her gaze upon him unblinkingly.
Yuan Yue's heart tightened, unable to speak the words.
Yet the sudden hope that emerged on his face was like a ray of light bursting forth at dawn, shining into the eyes of the Prince of Zhuangxian and the Grand Princess.
A faint sweat formed on the Prince of Zhuangxian's brow...
His son was too young.
Too naïve to understand his aunt...
"Cough!" As the Prince of Zhuangxian slightly bowed his head with hands clasped, about to speak, he heard the Grand Princess say coolly,
