Fang Duobing shot Jiao Niangqing an exasperated look. "Different paths cannot work together. You might think being an emperor is a great thing, but Li Lianhua doesn't want it at all. Number one in the world, the imperial throne—Li Lianhua doesn't care for any of it. Never mind, why am I wasting my breath on you here? Someone like you wouldn't understand in a million years."
Hearing this, the smile at the corner of Jiao Niangqing's lips gradually froze, and a chilling glint flashed in her eyes. Slowly raising her hand, she gently stroked the pattern on her cuff and said in a slow, icy tone, "Young Master Fang, you're right. Indeed, I don't understand. I don't understand why you people are all too willing to risk your lives for that muddle-headed, incompetent emperor. As for you, you're the little princess's husband, so I can at least understand that."
Jiao Niangqing paused, her voice growing even colder. "Yet blood of our Nanyin imperial house flows through Li Lianhua's veins. Do you have any idea why Nanyin fell? And now, he's actually rushing off to save the Daxi emperor—it's nothing short of a massive joke!"
Chapter 201