The Fourth Prince frowned, thought it over, and felt that the words made sense. He turned around and walked towards the door, saying as he walked, "I'll go find Father."
Consort Rong watched him lift the curtain and leave, a smile appearing at the corner of her lips.
She felt that, given the Emperor's current lukewarm attitude towards her, it was very likely he wouldn't agree to give Jiang Ruru to her Xun Er. If that's the case, Jiang Ruru, this juicy meat, could not be handed to the Second Prince either.
Let the Fourth Prince go find the Emperor; perhaps he could throw a wrench in the Empress's plans.
The more Consort Rong thought about it, the more she felt her spontaneous idea was indeed brilliant.
The Fourth Prince strode towards the Imperial Study Room.
