Chu Zhiyuan gently shook the letter.
The letter turned into powder, carried by the breeze out of the small pavilion, sprinkling between the cracks in the stones outside.
Chu Zhiyuan stood up, hands behind his back, and paced.
Xiao Ruoling sat quietly to the side, saying nothing.
She was well aware of the complex relationship between Chu Zhiyuan and Li Hongzhao.
Both rivals and collaborators.
Now that Li Hongzhao had become the Emperor of Da Meng, their relationship had evolved.
Chu Zhiyuan sighed, shaking his head, "She can actually guess my choice; she's deliberately making it hard for me."
Su Qiuyan showed a look of disappointment: "The princely heir won't agree?"
Chu Zhiyuan said, "I cannot possibly agree. I cannot abandon Da Jing's interests for personal connections. She must have more to say, right?"
This came from his understanding of Li Hongzhao, never resting with one approach.
Su Qiuyan took another letter from her sleeve and handed it to Chu Zhiyuan.
