"Why are you so confident?" Zheng Congyuan was no longer just offering comfort but was seriously beginning to listen to what Zheng Nianru had to say. Or rather, he had never truly listened to her on these matters before.
Since the rebellion, he knew Zheng Nianru must have had her own thoughts, and it was his negligence of them that had been the issue. At that time, he couldn't care for Nianru, but that didn't mean she wouldn't be worried or afraid.
Now, it seemed that Zheng Nianru had not only gotten through the toughest times but also formed her own opinions.
"Because, from the beginning, Nanzheng State had no choice but to rely on him. The prophecy accurately told us that the fortunes of the Nanzheng Imperial Clan had run out."
Zheng Congyuan did not speak; only he knew that the final confirmation was fake, but he wondered why Zheng Nianru believed in the prophecy so much.
"At the Bu Er Temple—" Zheng Congyuan began to speak slowly.
