Wei Ya's knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, his face a mixture of emotions.
Worry, a bitter smile, pain!
"Your Majesty, please don't tease your minister." Wei Ya spoke quickly, "You know my princess consort is a bit older than me and very jealous. Even you can't withstand the pressure from the ministers to take a concubine. If I were to become Emperor, wouldn't the Inner Palace be filled to the brim?"
"By then, Jingjing wouldn't know how to argue with me. Your Majesty, please spare me. This joke is not the least bit funny! I do want to share your burdens, but I truly lack the capability!"
"If the world were placed in my hands, who knows what it would become. Your Majesty, take good care of yourself. I believe your health could last for ten or even decades without issue!"
Sweat began to bead on Wei Ya's forehead.
He wasn't sure if it was due to weakness, or if the floor heating in Chongde Hall was too warm.
