It's not that Song Ci is obsessed with conspiracy theories, thinking the worst of human nature, it's just that she's seen too much, like the history of her own world, that whole "Nine Dragons Contend for the Throne" thing, wasn't that brutal?
Oh, according to the skeptics, the dynasty she's in doesn't even exist. Who knows, it might be a refreshing change in the palace intrigue world, where everyone is full of love and the Imperial Family is one big happy family, always yielding and polite to each other.
As if! One big happy family? More like building a group chat!
Judging by how Emperor Chu is adept at guarding against his sons and courtiers, you know the tradition of palace intrigue isn't far off.
Song Ci quietly took a bite of her melon. There's no need to say more; just grab a seat and enjoy the show.
"Are you all having tea here?"
Song Zhiyu walked into the garden, beckoned a maid, and sat down beside Niu Pan'er after bringing over a chair.
