Xi Hanzhou's expression grew even uglier. He shot to his feet and strode out, stopping in front of Su Qiao. He fixed her with a gloomy stare. "Do you think so too? You want to stay here?"
It had only been this short while. He had merely gone back to change his robes, yet she had managed to cause him such a huge problem.
She had even become so familiar with another man that he knew all about her bold, open-minded nature and her love of a free, unrestrained life. What was she trying to do? Was she planning to run?
Host, I think he's about to turn dark. You need to explain things properly. Otherwise, he might draw his sword and start cutting people down again, which would be extremely detrimental to his future ascension to the throne.
Support from beyond the frontier was also one of the advantages a prince had in ascending the throne.
Although he was the Crown Prince and his position was temporarily secure, all the princes below him were itching to make a move. At a time like this, he absolutely could not make a mistake, much less come into conflict with the tribes beyond the frontier.
Besides, what kind of Crown Prince drew his sword at the slightest disagreement? Such a person would inevitably leave others with an impression of brutality. Even if he became emperor, people would think he would make a tyrant.
Everyone was watching. With no choice, Su Qiao set down her wine bowl and stood. She shot him a glance and moved her lips lightly. "You're overthinking it."
After that, she openly bowed to the emperor seated above them. "I am a subject of Xilin and will respectfully follow His Majesty's arrangements."
The fury filling Xi Hanzhou instantly died