'And then he sows discord in advance.'
'What a player!'
He gritted his teeth. "Father Emperor, rest assured! I am not a fool. How could I be so easily deceived? But please, Father Emperor, do not speak of the throne again. I am only participating in the mansion's rivalries because I hope to prove my worth and share your burdens. I do not have the slightest improper thought about the throne."
"This..."
Zhao Huan smiled and shook his head. "There is no rush to think about this. I can hold on for a few more years. Perhaps your mind will change in the future. It's just... sigh!"
Zhao Ci's expression was pained. He said, unwilling to accept it, "Father Emperor! Do you really think Mother Consort has been replaced by someone from the Demon Sect?"
"I'm not certain!"
Zhao Huan looked worried. "Ci! I am telling you this only to make you more vigilant. Do not try to test her recklessly. If you arouse suspicion, you will only put yourself in danger. Your own safety must come first.
