"The Emperor is the master of Great Zhou. What he says goes. Others can suggest, but the final decision rests with the Emperor. Moreover, those in high positions with great authority tend to prefer a one-man rule. Although some might appear to listen to othersâ opinions, in truth, they dislike having their authority challenged."
"Just like Prince Le just now. He advised too much, almost implying he could make decisions for the Emperor, making the Emperor feel overly interfered with and threatened. Such situations are not allowed, understand? Motherâs final intention is also a retreat to advance strategy, further provoking the Emperorâs psychology."
Listening to this, Yangyang pondered for a moment before saying, "What a hassle."
"Haha, youâre still young. Youâll understand when you grow up." Yang Chuxia saw his distress, then looked at Lele, noticing his calm expression, indicating the child understood.
"Mother, wasnât that Mingsha somewhat familiar today?" Lele asked again.
Ye Ziâan knocked on his head with a stern face, "Even if you know, donât say it out loud."
"Dad, am I that foolish?" Lele huffed, leaning heavily onto Ye Ziâan, deliberately expressing dissatisfaction.
"Naughty kid, quite the temper you have." Ye Ziâan vigorously ruffled his hair.
After a while, the carriage reached a fork in the road, and Baili Yanâs carriage fell back a bit. When the Ye Familyâs carriage moved forward, he said, "Come to my mansion for a meal."
After speaking, he pulled the curtain down, not giving Ye Ziâan a chance to refuse.
Seeing this, Ye Ziâan and his group had no choice but to follow to Prince Zhuangâs Mansion.
When Princess Consort Zhuang saw the group coming, she was momentarily stunned. Then upon hearing Prince Zhuang say for Ye Ziâan and Yang Chuxia to join them in the study, she was even more surprised.
It was clear that a trip to the study with the prince meant discussion of significant matters. Yet, why was Xiaxia included? Though curious, the Princess Consort Zhuang wisely asked nothing, merely taking Yangyang and Lele to find the heir to play.
Prince Zhuang was quite pleased with her perceptiveness.
"Cousin, once this is over, if he comes after me, you have to back me up a bit. This is for your sake." As soon as they entered the study, before Baili Yan could say anything, Yang Chuxia spoke up first.
And she said it so confidently that Baili Yan couldnât help but roll his eyes a few times.
"You know how to be afraid?" Baili Yan glared angrily at Yang Chuxia with a stern face.
Ye Ziâan wasnât having it, pulling Yang Chuxia aside, he said, "Cousin, donât be so fierce, okay? Donât frighten my wife."
"..." Baili Yan nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. Is this cousin an idiot? How could this fearless woman be scared?
Someone daring enough to deceive the Emperor, would she fear his stern face?
"Get out of the way!" Baili Yan shouted exasperatedly.
"Youâre too bold." Baili Yan continued, "You donât even know how the Emperor will respond or react. This is deceiving the sovereign. If the Emperor gets angry, you guys are in trouble, understand?"
"Cousin, I originally wanted Lele and Yangyang to help, directly tell him about this matter, but I didnât expect him to be interested in Mingsha." Yang Chuxia was speechless; it was the Emperorâs own lustfulness, wasnât it? She was merely going with the flow.
"Such a good opportunity in front of me, how could I not use it?" Yang Chuxia shrugged, "Cousin, if he really causes trouble for the Ye Family for this matter, it certainly wonât be because of this, but because he had premeditated it long ago."