Imperial Consort Ye lifted her teacup, took a sip, and said, "Nothing much. I simply wanted to see this generation's two Hell Spirit Cats!"
"I'm rather slow-witted. Although I inherited the Hell Spirit Cat, my innate soul power was only level seven, nowhere near my sister's level eight," Zhu Zhuqing said quietly.
Imperial Consort Ye set down her teacup and smiled faintly. "Level-eight innate soul power merely gives one a chance of becoming a Titled Douluo."
"All right, let's stop talking about such unhappy things. I'm two generations your senior, so surely I may call you Qing'er?"
Zhu Zhuqing answered obediently, "Of course, Your Highness!"
"Qing'er, there was actually another reason I called you here today!" Imperial Consort Ye said slowly.
"What is it?" Zhu Zhuqing felt a little wary.
"According to the Star Luo Empire's traditions, you will become the Second Prince Dai Mubai's fiancée. In the future, the two of you will compete against the First Prince Dai Weisi and your sister Zhu Zhuyun for the positions of Star Luo Empire Crown Prince and Crown Princess. Only..." Imperial Consort Ye did not finish.
"Only Dai Mubai abandoned me half a year ago and fled Star Luo City alone," Zhu Zhuqing said indifferently, as though the Dai Mubai she spoke of had nothing to do with her.
"You should know what happens to those who lose the struggle for succession to the throne," Imperial Consort Ye said.
"Death, or a fate worse than death!" Zhu Zhuqing's icy words seemed devoid of emotion.
"Are you planning to shoulder everything alone?" Imperial Consort Ye asked.
"What else can I do? Could there possibly be a third way out?" Zhu Zhuqing asked in return.
"There is!" The corners of Imperial Consort Ye's lips curved slightly as she spoke with an air of