"Father!"
Yu Ningsheng rarely showed a trace of bashfulness. She immediately turned her head away, her heart pounding wildly.
This was indeed an answer she wanted to know as well. Just how was Ning Xiaochuan going to give her a future? One was the Little Marquis of the imperial court, the other the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect. They each served their own masters and belonged to opposing camps. Were they truly to remain in this unclear, undefined state forever?
Ning Xiaochuan took matters of the heart very seriously and did not dare make a decision lightly. "Senior, let me think about it some more."
"You still need to think? Ningsheng has already moved into the Marquis Mansion. Are you planning to drive her out?" Dark Sky King said.
Ning Xiaochuan said, "The world is in turmoil right now. If one is tangled in the tenderness of sons and daughters, a hero's spirit will surely grow short."
"What a fine saying: 'When tangled in the tenderness of sons and daughters, a hero's spirit grows short.' Since you want to discuss the current situation with me, then I shall discuss it with you." Dark Sky King said, "The Yulan Empire has endured for eight hundred and forty-six years, passing through sixty-one emperors. On the surface, the empire appears to be flourishing at the height of its prosperity. Yet in truth, the imperial court's interior was long ago corrupted by prolonged peace. The great princes and marquises indulged in extravagance and debauchery, drowning in golden revelry; the National Teachers below coveted pleasure and amassed wealth. Within the court, factions battled endlessly over their interests, and even the Jade Ripple Great Emperor could not restrain them."
"Do you know why the Jade Ripple Great Emperor was so eager to abolish the princes