"Your Highness..." Yu Hai was deeply distressed for Prince Wei.
"I don't care about these things, I'm just worried about my tenth brother." Prince Wei thought of Zhao Yao, his eyes full of anguish, "Although my tenth brother pretends not to care, in his heart he still longs for father's love. This time he was captured, and father did not send anyone to rescue him. He must be very sad."
"Your Highness, perhaps it's for the best. It allows the tenth prince to see the true nature of the emperor and stop harboring hope for him." Yu Hai thought of how the tenth prince tried to hold back tears, not allowing himself to cry, and felt deep pity.
"My tenth brother thinks of father, and us, in an idealized way, unwilling to see the negative side of things..." Prince Wei sighed slightly, "He must be feeling awful inside."
