"The struggle for the Crown Prince? So soon?"
Xiang Yin lowered his head, muttering to himself. He was just a regular merchant, having passed the imperial examination this year, yet uncertain if this was good or bad. It would be hard for him to enter officialdom, something that still seemed very distant for him.
However, he could still sense the intense turmoil within. The waves caused by the changes in the crown could easily engulf countless people.
"Grandpa actually gave Uncle Mu's son the name Jing Rui, signaling to everyone that you are aligned with us!"
Qi Jingyu looked up, his eyes flickering slightly. This was the reasoning he could think of, but he felt that Grandpa might have another layer of meaning.
Yet he racked his brains, unable to figure out what that was?
"Jingyu, Your Majesty is truly good to you, forcibly binding us together on a warship." Li Qingmu laughed heartily, holding Xiao Rui'er as he turned to leave.
"Today's banquet was splendid, farewell!"
