When Xie Huizhou said, half joking and half serious, that he was a remnant of the former dynasty, the atmosphere in the room turned extremely strange.
For a long time, none of them dared to speak.
Xie Huizhou's current status was rather awkward. As a prince of the former dynasty, he had a whole crowd eyeing him hungrily and bringing him up from time to time. Plenty of people harbored ulterior motives.
Xie Huizhou still could not escape that awkwardness in Capital City.
Though he had always been easygoing, wandering around Capital City every day, eating and drinking as usual, living as happily as an immortal.
"So what? It's not as though past dynasties never treated the previous imperial family generously." Fang Yuanke saw nothing wrong with it. He had already placed Xie Huizhou under his protection. "If even I, the emperor, see no problem, what can they possibly say?"
Fang Yuanke had a domineering side too. His word was final, and he never paid any attention to memorials targeting Xie Huizhou.
In this era, distances were far too great to travel by horse or carriage, and correspondence could peter out until all contact was lost.
By the time letters reached their hands, even if something urgent had happened, they might not be able to reach each other in time.
Fang Yuanke did not want to lose touch with his only relative.
"Even if you and I see no problem, other people don't feel the same."
Xie Huizhou calmly analyzed the current situation for them. People could not always live their lives however they pleased.
"After all, I'm the last prince of the former dynasty. It would be easy for someone with an agenda to use me, and former officials might even forcibly install me on the throne to restore