"So you had this all planned out long ago and were just waiting for me to walk into your trap."
Su Qiao was not entirely satisfied. She had not wanted to waste people and resources, but there was no other choice now.
"What about the heir?"
Ye Lihan immediately played along. "The boy inherits Eastern Jin, and the girl inherits Huangming. How about that?"
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him.
Hah, he's certainly thought far ahead. He even wants both a son and a daughter.
"What if I can't have any more children?"
She was no longer young. In this ancient era, thirty was already middle age. Some women at that age still gave birth, but others could no longer have children.
More importantly, she might genuinely end up without any descendants.
Ye Lihan did not dwell on it. He said decisively, "Then we'll adopt from our respective imperial clans."
"I left some bloodline behind in the Eastern Jin Imperial Family. It might still prove useful."
Back then, he had done it as a precaution. He had feared that if something happened to him, Eastern Jin would fall into the hands of someone with another surname, so he had left himself a contingency plan.
As it turned out, he had made the right decision.
They could raise the little boy, have him father several children, and then choose the best among them. Would they still have to worry about finding someone to inherit the throne?
Su Qiao also remembered Huang Ying and her daughter, who were still in prison.
It seemed she had been right not to kill them back then.
"Let's sign a hundred-year truce first."
As for what happened after a hundred years, that would be beyond their concern.
"Fine. I'll listen to you."
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