Cui Changxiao and Lu Ming walked out of Yangxin Hall, exchanged a glance, and both looked toward the sky above the Imperial City.
"The sense of accomplishment feels a bit shaken."
Lu Ming looked at him, chuckling, "Don't worry, the Emperor won't forget the credit that's due to you, not to mention, you are still the Emperor's son-in-law."
Cui Changxiao opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed.
Lu Ming seemed to recall something, saying, "Sorry, I wasn't thinking far enough ahead."
Everyone knows the underlying meaning of their words; being the Emperor's son-in-law sounds nice, but in the future, the power you come in contact with is either nonexistent, or so large it provokes the Emperor's jealousy.
