When Cui Xichen agreed, Prince Hui's face broke into a gratified smile. He turned to Cui Xichen and said with utmost sincerity, "Duke, you and I understand each other as ruler and subject. You are the person I rely on and trust most."
Cui Xichen's eyelid twitched. This is a truly sinister remark.
You say I'm the person you rely on and trust most, but where does that leave the Song Clan?
Besides, with so many palace maids and guards in this traveling party, how could there be no spies from the Song Clan or other lineages? If these words got out, wouldn't the Cui Clan become a thorn in countless people's eyes, a barb in their flesh?
Still, this attempt to sow discord is far too childish, isn't it?
Anyone who had climbed to such a position possessed a heart with seven exquisite apertures. Did he really think a few honeyed words meant to bring about someone's downfall could shatter alliances forged by shared interests?
"His Majesty, I am loyal to the Chu Clan and loyal to Xifeng. I am willing to devote myself to the Xifeng Empire until my dying breath." Cui Xichen bowed, wearing an equally deeply moved expression.
"Don't casually speak of dying after your task is done." Prince Hui reached out and held Cui Xichen by the arm. "Duke, you are in the prime of life. How can you speak lightly of life and death? Besides, I need loyal patriots like you at my side to assist me. Only then can we preserve our lands, keep our national prestige from falling, and ensure that the Chu Clan's realm never falls into another surname's hands."
Cui Xichen's heart sank slightly. *What does Prince Hui mean by this? Has his dissatisfaction with the Song Clan become unbearable,