Tong Xi, standing by the side, interjected, "His Highness is also very good to the Eighth Prince, and Her Majesty is extremely kind to him as well." If the Eighth Prince, for the sake of his grand ambition, lets Wang Siqi swallow Second Master's business, then he would be truly ungrateful.
"To Eighth Brother, my mother and I are his closest relatives in this world," Zhao Yao said, "Of course, we also regard him as family."
Hearing Zhao Yao's words, Liang Run was momentarily taken aback, then quickly asked, "Yao Yao, you're not going to help the Eighth Prince fight for that position, are you?" Yao Yao's reluctance to fight for the position; it couldn't be for the Eighth Prince's sake, right?
"No, I won't help Eighth Brother." Zhao Yao said solemnly, "Eighth Brother wouldn't let me help him either. Both he and Fourth Brother shouldn't drag me into their struggle."
Hearing this, Liang Run felt relieved.
"That's good."
