"Empress Dowager Yan Ping?" Zheng Nianru looked towards Prince Duan. "Do you believe her? Well, she is father's mother. Father naturally still harbors a sliver of hope."
"Nian Ru, Emperor Jingzhi is now in excellent health. Those impulsive actions he committed so many years ago, I suppose..." Prince Duan said, picking up Zheng Nianru's favorite pastry to give to her.
"So, has Father come to regret it?" Zheng Nianru was not pleased, but since she did not know exactly what Zheng Congyuan had planned, and since she would have to face these people in the future, meeting them sooner rather than later didn't make much difference. If seeing them now could provide some comfort to Prince Duan's heart, she might consider it.
"It's not about regret, but it has been so many years, and you are still of the Imperial family's blood. It can't always be like this."
