"Oh my gosh, really?" Yang Chuxia widened her eyes, feeling immense sympathy for Prince Le, as if all the royal family's messes had been unfairly landed on him.
Marrying a princess consort who can't have children meant he'd never have a rightful heir in his lifetime.
What was the Emperor thinking? No matter how much he disliked this son, he couldn't treat him so harshly, right?
"It's true indeed. Back in the day, Princess Consort Le was framed by her family, and later, when the princes were getting married, the other princess consorts were chosen by their mothers. The Emperor simply handed over his son's marriage to the consorts of the harem. Those in the harem? Tsk, could they pick well? When others in the court saw Prince Le being neglected, even if they knew about these matters, they wouldn't report them to the Emperor. By the time the Emperor found out, the person was already wedded."
"But doesn't my cousin also without a mother still marry well?"
