It would be better to let Han'er work harder in the military.
After all, military power was more useful than anything.
Seeing Imperial Consort Zhou "send him off with tea," Yue Mingxuan quickly slipped away, leaving as silently as possible.
Facing this old woman day after day, he had barely eaten several bowls of rice.
He wondered how the Emperor had endured it likely out of caution regarding the troops in the hands of her son and his own elder brother.
Sigh… in this world, even the Emperor could not act entirely freely.
As a small Prince, Yue Mingxuan had already considered himself fortunate simply to survive.
Although he had temporarily allied with Imperial Consort Hua, the longevity of this alliance was uncertain.
It would be best to escape the palace sooner rather than later.
As soon as Yue Mingxuan returned to his c ourtyard, he was called by a young medicine boy under Gongsun Xing: "Prince Yue, Miracle Doctor Gongsun requests your presence."
