Zhang Yuanlai looked regretful. An opportunity to connect with the second prince had slipped through his fingers.
A person only got one or two such chances in a lifetime. Once missed, they were hard to come by again.
Opportunities waited for no one!
He said wistfully, "Young Master Guan, Prince Feng earned a reputation for virtue when he was young and enjoys considerable standing at court. His Majesty is still young, but his health worsens by the day."
"Prince Feng is among the strongest contenders to inherit Great Qi's throne."
His Majesty had already conferred titles on four princes, but had yet to name an heir to the Eastern Palace. They were the Princes of Yan, Tang, Han, and Gan, with the Prince of Yan holding the most honored title.
The reason was simple: Lu Shenzhou himself had once held the title Prince of Yan.
The second prince was King Tang, a prince of the fifth pearl in every sense. But he disliked being called "King Tang." Word was that he had wanted the title Prince of Yan, only for his sixth brother to claim it first. In Bianjing, most people called him Prince Feng.
Li Xiangjun approached with delicate steps and raised her eyes to you.
"Young Master Guan, did you know Prince Feng's identity all along?"
What had Xie Guan just said? "A dragon appears in the field; it is favorable to see a great man. I have long aspired to soar among the clouds. A man must act decisively. Though the time is not yet ripe, he can still test his blade."
Set against the second prince's identity, those words took on another meaning.
The second prince was only a step from the throne. It was time for him to show his edge.
You merely shook your