Princess Qingyun's face twisted into a strange expression.
"Zhao, Zhao, Zhao..."
She stammered, not daring to repeat the three-character name Ji Qingwu had just uttered.
It was the Emperor's taboo personal name, which even a Princess like herself was forbidden to speak aloud.
Horror flashed in Princess Qingyun's eyes, and she slumped in her seat.
"Cousin, have you run into some sort of trouble? Are you not thinking clearly? Only you and I know about this. I won't tell anyone."
Ji Qingwu said, "I have run into a bit of trouble. I need your help."
With a sincere but troubled expression, Princess Qingyun said, "I may be a Princess, but as you know, the Emperor comes first. Without him, there would be no princesses. Between you... and him... I don't know whose side to take."
Ji Qingwu couldn't help but laugh. "What are you thinking?"
Princess Qingyun asked, "Aren't you planning to go after my Imperial Brother and fight him to the death?"
