Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "If it puts Third Brother in a difficult position, then forget it. As a prince of Yujing, it truly isn't suitable for me to hold office in the Imperial Court."
He could guess what Li Cunhou was thinking, but he did not agree.
Having come to the Phoenix Dynasty, the greatest force he could draw upon was Li Miaotan.
If he had to cast Li Miaotan aside and personally step forward to act, that would truly be asking for trouble.
As a prince, his status was utterly useless in Phoenix Imperial City. Not only was it no help, it was instead an obstacle.
"Hehe..." Li Cunhou smiled without any warmth in his eyes.
He felt that Chu Zhiyuan was quite hypocritical.
If he truly thought that way, why had he brought this up only after his younger sister had said those earlier words?
He could have cut her off beforehand.
Li Miaotan said, "Those who render merit should be rewarded. That is only right and proper. If my husband is denied a reward merely because he is an Imperial Son-in-Law, then the next time you render merit, Third Brother, can you also go unrewarded?"
"Father Emperor wouldn't, would he?"
"If one wants to find an excuse, how could one fail to find one?" Li Miaotan said. "And if we do not fight for it ourselves, others would be delighted to watch us make fools of ourselves."
"But my brother-in-law's identity truly is far too sensitive."
"So what?" Li Miaotan said. "Doesn't Father Emperor possess the broad-mindedness to embrace the four seas and eight wildernesses? How can he be riddled with misgivings just because of my husband's identity? That's utterly small-minded!"
Chu Zhiyuan secretly shook his head.
Wasn't that the same as calling the Third Prince utterly small-minded?