Ye Yiheng chuckled softly, "There will probably be such a day."
Leng Yu Yan frowned at him, "There will be such a day, and you're still laughing?"
"Do you know what I'm laughing at?"
He placed a piece down, his voice clear and pleasant, making Leng Yu Yan pause inexplicably.
"What?" She was a bit puzzled.
"Although I don't know when this day will come, I do hope it arrives sooner. If Father Emperor truly passes the throne to me, I hope to handle everything during my reign. By the time our child takes over the Tiancheng mountain, the world will truly be at peace."
"Your Highness is thinking a long way ahead." Leng Yu Yan followed with a laugh, and then placed a piece down as well. Remembering his earlier look of deep thought, she couldn't help but ask, "In Your Highness's opinion, when might this day come earliest?"
Ye Yiheng decided not to hide it from her, "Thinking about it thoroughly, either when Father Emperor passes the throne to me, or when my reign isn't yet stable."
