"Eunuch Wan..." Jin Zijin interrupted, "Even a concubine's son is still a prince, Eunuch Wan, you must be careful with your words and actions!"
"Ah, yes, yes, this old servant spoke wrongly, I deserve a beating!" Eunuch Wan even slapped his own mouth a few times, feeling bitterly troubled in his heart.
He had seen and heard many a time brothers fighting to the death over the throne, but someone like the eldest prince, who had every right to inherit yet refused to be the emperor, was truly unique.
In his view, if it weren't for the eldest prince consort, the prince might just be planning to serve before the Sanqing statues on Qi Mountain for life.
Compared to being a Taoist, at least now the eldest prince has a family, thinking this way, Eunuch Wan felt somewhat relieved.
