The snow in the prince's residence piled ever deeper, and the chill in the study grew ever stronger, as though the formation had stopped working.
After an unknown length of time, Prince Jing Xin spoke again, his voice somewhat cold. "I truly don't know what I should do to satisfy Father."
Grand Tutor Liang said, "Just as you are doing now. Doing nothing is best."
Jing Xin glanced at him, wanting to speak but holding back.
He understood what the grand tutor meant. If he did nothing, he naturally could do nothing wrong, and his father would have no grounds to drive him out of Chaoge City.
With the support of the Zhongzhou Sect and One-Thatch Studio, he naturally had the support of all the court's civil and military officials. However powerful his father was, he still needed those officials to govern the country. He had to give some consideration to their attitude, and even more to what the world would say.
But now that he had received this letter from the Never-Old Forest, could he still do that?
Grand Tutor Liang said, "This matter cannot be concealed. Your Highness must write a letter yourself, setting out every detail from beginning to end, then ask Immortal Master Xiang to send it to Yunmeng Mountain."
A trace of resolve appeared in Jing Xin's eyes. "We'll do that. But this letter must be delivered into White True Person's hands in person."
Grand Tutor Liang said, "Also, we absolutely must not let the Studio learn of this."
Jing Xin rose and bowed to Grand Tutor Liang. "Then I'm sorry for troubling you with matters on this end, sir."
Grand Tutor Liang said, "I will speak privately with Mr. Bu."
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