Princess Fuyun stopped crying, staring dazedly at Prince Qi.
Prince Qi said calmly, "Gu Jinghui's fate is unusual; no matter what, he has a long life ahead of him."
No matter what?
What does that mean?
Her eyes swollen and red, she wanted to ask again, but Prince Qi had already turned to leave, tossing back one last sentence: "Don't keep making the same mistakes."
Princess Fuyun could only sigh.
Empress Lin's Ninth Princess was close to her in age and would soon be choosing a prince consort as well. The Crown Prince was a sickly one, and her own brother coveted that position.
She and Ninth Princess would inevitably have to compete.
To compete was the sole choice for these siblings.
...
Hong Ye led the maids and nannies in tidying up two rooms, then sent people to fetch furniture and carefully arranged everything.
