Xiao Yuzi's question had hit the nail on the head.
By this point, Ye Lihan had to admit that whenever he thought about the possibility of her treating another man well, caring about another man, and laughing merrily in another man's arms, he felt extremely displeased—so displeased that he wanted to kill someone.
He sneered disdainfully. "What use is it if he's the only one who likes her?"
That woman could never take a man like Shang Shuheng seriously.
"Even if it isn't him, there are still others."
"There are hardly any men in the Huangming Kingdom who don't want to marry her. Besides, there's also an old flame in the palace. If you leave without even saying goodbye, you won't have the slightest chance of winning."
Xiao Yuzi felt that sneaking away was unreliable.
What he meant was that the prince should have a proper talk with her. Perhaps the prince might even help his master.
But his master was proud by nature and was completely unwilling to accept such help.
"What old flame? From what I can see, she has no feelings for that man at all. If she really liked him, would she treat him like that?"
Perhaps the reason she had not taken the throne back then was simply that her claim had not been legitimate.
Or perhaps she had never wanted to become emperor in the first place.
Hadn't she said that being emperor was tiring and boring, and that she had no freedom?
In any case, Ye Lihan simply refused to believe that the woman he had set his heart on could be so foolish.
"Even if there's no love between them now, you can't deny the affection they shared when they were young, can you?"
Ye Lihan tossed down his writing brush and