Su Mingyu tugged at Murong Ke’s sleeve, filled with worry.
Murong Ke set the letter down and said, "It is no matter. Now that we know about this, we can prepare for it in advance."
Su Mingyu sighed. Prince Ning really had it tough; his own father and brothers all wished him dead. And of those who wanted to help him, few did so with sincere intentions. Whether it was Fan Yue or herself, who among them hadn't chosen him as their master out of self-interest? If he were a scoundrel, it would be one thing, but as it happened, he was perfectly competent both as a subject and as a leader, leaving no room for criticism. It made her feel somewhat guilty.
Chapter 50