Prince Jiujiang's Heir hesitated. "You really understand?"
Was he a little too easy to fool?
Xiao Qianyu nodded solemnly. "I truly understand. An Imperial Prince who doesn't want to be emperor isn't a good Imperial Prince. Back then, my great-grandfather had a chance to become emperor, but was forced to retreat to Jiujiang Prefecture. What a humiliation that must have been.
"As his descendants, we should carry on his legacy and finish what he left undone, striving to have Prince Jiujiang's Estate take the throne. For the sake of our grand ambition, even resorting to any means necessary is only right. Father, you came up with a way to achieve this at the lowest cost. You're a genius."
Prince Jiujiang's Heir's expression froze for a moment. He was a genius? Since when had he known that?
His lips twitched stiffly. "Is, is that so? You—you're not angry?"
Xiao Qianyu looked at him disapprovingly. "Father, do you look down on me? Those who achieve great things shouldn't be bound by trivialities. I'm not petty. Besides, I'm standing here perfectly well. What is there to be angry about?" He spoke magnanimously.
Prince Jiujiang's Heir nodded in relief. "That's good. That's good."
Xiao Qianyu smiled faintly and took his arm warmly. "From now on, I have family I can rely on. I wonder if Grandfather is well at Prince Jiujiang's Estate? Does he have any plans that need my help? How many troops does he have now? Are supplies plentiful? Does he have people placed in the court? Who are they?" He asked with keen interest.
Prince Jiujiang's Heir grew wary. "Why are you asking about that?"
Xiao Qianyu replied, perfectly at ease, "We're family now. Prince Jiujiang's Estate's cause will be my cause, and its power will be my power. Isn't it