"His Highness Sixth Prince, let's not beat around the bush. Actually, with Fourth Prince dead, you're secretly happy, aren't you?"
When Ruyan said this, her tone carried no hint of sarcasm, as if discussing something as mundane as the nice weather today.
His Highness Sixth Prince, Luo Haohua, blinked, feeling as if Ruyan could read minds.
Ruyan continued, "Since you were born, you've been like an attendant following the Fourth Prince. To put it nicely, he's your brother, and you are also born of Consort Xian, but in her eyes, you don't exist as her son. No matter the situation, in her eyes, there's only the Fourth Prince. Now that he's dead, theoretically, as her only son, she should treat you better and rely on you more, but..."
