"I am pondering what to do with the seventh son."
"What about Prince Jing?"
"It's not good to let the seventh son remain unemployed." The emperor tapped the rim of his teacup lightly with the lid, producing a crisp sound.
"Your Majesty, isn't Prince Jing not in good health?"
The emperor sneered, "Do you really believe such nonsense?"
Sun Kui: "..." Your Majesty, at least give Prince Jing some dignity.
"The little schemes in the hearts of the Empress and the seventh son can't fool anyone. Not me, and not even the ministers." "The Empress has been married to me for over a decade. Although she hasn't achieved much, she's endured hardships, so I should reward her well."
Sun Kui didn't believe the emperor's words at all. He instinctively felt the emperor was up to something dubious.
"I shall fulfill the Empress's wishes then."
