Reforming Qian Renxue's Thinking!

"You're not going to study? Aren't you afraid Imperial Father will blame you?" Watching Su Xian lie through his teeth with his eyes wide open, Qian Renxue could not help reminding him.

Su Xian glanced at Qian Renxue in surprise. She seemed to understand why, smiled faintly, and did not avoid his gaze.

A knowing smile appeared on Su Xian's face. "He wouldn't dare blame me. Otherwise, my Old Mother won't let him off."

Having a powerful Old Mother meant he could be this willful!

Keep a low profile, don't flex!

"Besides..."

After a slight pause, Su Xian continued, "Right now, I only want to be a Leisurely Prince. I want to spend every day with you, walk the dogs and go shopping when there's nothing to do. I have no desire to be any emperor."

"If I don't make Old Dad give up, he'll never change his mind about making me emperor."

Sigh~

This was all the previous owner's fault!!

He was too outstanding, born emperor material. What was he supposed to do?!

There was no helping it. His younger brothers were useless, so he could only willingly sink into depravity!

That's right!

He, Su Xian, was absolutely not doing this because he wanted to slack off. He was doing it to inspire his younger brothers' fighting spirit to become emperor!

Born into the imperial family, how could one not fight for the Imperial Throne? This was something... he absolutely agreed with!

Let him repeat: it was absolutely not because he wanted to slack off!

Important things had to be said three times~

Qian Renxue:!!

You said you didn't want to be emperor?!

Qian Renxue's mind went blank at once. In a somewhat strange tone, she asked, "But... what's wrong with being emperor?"

Her big watery eyes stared straight at Su Xian. Qian Renxue found it hard to understand his way of thinking.

An emperor stood above tens of millions, held immense power, commanded the world, and possessed the dignity of the Ninth Five!

Even across the continent, they belonged among those with the greatest authority, something ordinary people could only dream of.

Throughout history, countless bloody battles stretching for thousands of miles had broken out over the Imperial Throne.

Imperial fathers and sons turned against each other, brothers slaughtered brothers, all to climb to the summit!

And now, you were suddenly saying you didn't want to be emperor? That was too absurd!

Not only could she not believe it, no one would believe such a thing.

"What's so good about being emperor?"

Su Xian shook his head. He felt it was time to brainwash Qian Renxue a little and give her the worldview of a modern person.

Modern people: ...

We're not taking the blame for this. You fucking just want to slack off!

Seeing Qian Renxue staring at him curiously and affectionately, Su Xian slowly explained:

"Being emperor means handling a huge amount of state affairs every day. You have to rise early and sleep late, with no rest at all. Sooner or later, your body will collapse under the strain."

"Look at my Imperial Father. He has to get up at four or five every morning. He isn't even fifty yet, but his hair is already almost completely white."

"Being emperor is indeed rather difficult."

Qian Renxue nodded blankly. Deep down, she did not want Su Xian to become like that either, but even so, she still could not be persuaded.

"An emperor rules the world and possesses all under heaven. It's something everyone envies!"

Qian Renxue looked at Su Xian seriously, her eyes rippling as though they held a trace of longing.

Her ultimate purpose in coming to Heaven Dou City was to become emperor. Then Spirit Hall could directly swallow the entire Heaven Dou Empire.

"Supreme authority?"

A mocking look appeared on Su Xian's face, leaving Qian Renxue even more puzzled.

"That kind of authority only applies to ordinary people. If my Old Dad issued an edict right now ordering Spirit Hall to submit to the empire, do you think they would agree?" Su Xian spoke slowly, his face full of amusement.

"Uh..."

Qian Renxue froze upon hearing that, not knowing how to answer. This question was indeed rather fatal.

Make Spirit Hall submit to the empire?

You really dared to imagine it!

That was no different from daydreaming!!

With Spirit Hall's current strength, wiping out the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial family would be as easy as playing around.

If not for concerns that the other Upper Three Sects of the continent would unite against Spirit Hall...

And that starting a war would make the world hate them, making it impossible to win over the people and consolidate the regime afterward, Spirit Hall would have acted long ago to unify the land!

In that woman's eyes, the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial family was nothing more than slightly larger ants, a balance used to maintain popular support.

In struggles for power, absolute strength had always been the deciding factor!

Yet the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial family did not even have a Titled Douluo and had to rely on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. They were pitifully weak.

"See? Even you think it's impossible." Sighing, Su Xian could not help feeling some sympathy for Xue Ye.

They were both emperors, yet their situations were vastly different.

Emperors in ordinary worlds had the final word. They could order heads chopped off without even blinking!

Emperors in fantasy worlds were puppet spokesmen, groveling before their sect daddies without blinking. Either they got abused by protagonists and supporting characters, or they got cuckolded by protagonists and supporting characters. It was utterly miserable!

Though that description was somewhat exaggerated, it still showed the emperor's awkward position.

Two words: fucking pathetic!!

So... be emperor?

He would never become emperor in this lifetime!

Even if someone handed him a unified continent, he would not hesitate in the slightest.

"Forget Spirit Hall. Even if my Imperial Father issued an edict ordering the Lower Four Sects to submit, would they listen?"

"Being emperor means endless political affairs every day. You have to read people's minds, play power games, and constantly worry about poisonings and assassinations. There isn't a single peaceful day."

"So being emperor really isn't as good as being a prince."

By the end, Su Xian's tone was exceptionally firm, his eyes bright and resolute.

A prince who did not want to be a prince was no good brother!

Hearing this, Qian Renxue seemed to understand a little. Being emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire was indeed rather pathetic, while being a Carefree Prince seemed pretty good too.

However...

"What if one day, Spirit Hall is willing to submit to the empire? Would you still think being emperor is no good?" Qian Renxue asked very seriously.

"No!"

Su Xian naturally knew what Qian Renxue meant. Only she could make that happen, but he still would not change his mind.

"Why?"

Qian Renxue frowned. If Su Xian wanted to be emperor, then once she inherited the Angel God Godhood, she could completely make Spirit Hall obey his orders.

A unified empire and a supreme Imperial Throne—was that still not enough to move someone's heart?

"You want me to be emperor?"

This time, Su Xian did not answer. Instead, he looked at Qian Renxue, his tone carrying a hint of confusion and disbelief.

"This..."

Qian Renxue's heart trembled, and she did not know how to answer.

To be honest, she did not want Su Xian to become Crown Prince or even emperor now, because the danger was too great.

Even if she could not bring herself to act, Spirit Hall would find a way to eliminate him. They would never allow the imperial family to retain any hope.

What worried her even more was the future...

Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire were bound to wage a great war. If Su Xian were emperor, what would she do then?

Help him fight her own mother and Grandfather?

Or help Grandfather and her mother fight him?

One thing was certain: the losing side, even if not killed, would be crippled and imprisoned!

But if he were merely a Carefree Prince, the outcome would be different.

She could keep him away from that war. No matter who won or lost, she would not let him suffer even the slightest harm.

"You should remain a Carefree Prince. No matter what, I support your decision." Qian Renxue sighed inwardly and replied sincerely.

Yet as she said this, Qian Renxue herself found it rather strange...

What kind of wife did not hope for her husband to become a dragon?!

And yet here she was, actually telling her husband, the eldest legitimate son, not to become emperor. This was truly ridiculous!

Looking through history, she was probably one of a kind!