"Shi Lan, do you know where the slave market in the imperial capital is?" Ever since leaving the military camp, Li had been pondering how there was not a single capable person in his palace. It was truly absurd, and made handling matters extremely inconvenient.
Unable to find loyal and clever subordinates for now, he could only temporarily find someone loyal to follow him. But the servants in the palace were all tainted in one way or another; it would be better to seek out a few people whose backgrounds he knew well.
"There is one. Still, I never expected an imperial prince like you to know of such a filthy place." There was a trace of mockery in Shi Lan's voice. Li raised a brow and looked at her in confusion. Her long lashes cast thick shadows beneath her eyes, concealing her gaze.
"Come on, follow me." Shi Lan seemingly had not expected a response from Li when she said that, so she turned and left at once.
Li could not understand Shi Lan's sudden moodiness. He could only rub his nose and follow after her.
The surroundings grew increasingly desolate. Shi Lan turned to glance at Li, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on her lips. "Given your status, I imagine you've never seen a place this shabby."
Li paused. "Shabby or not, they are all citizens and lands of the Qin Empire. I had never seen them before only because I had seen too little."
The smile on Shi Lan's lips stiffened. Then she stared at Li for a long while before softly saying, "The longer I spend with you, the more different you are from the image of Prince Fusu that I investigated and heard about before."
Li's heart tightened, but he smiled easily and continued