Chu Qingmeng did not answer Mo Chenfeng's question. She could hardly admit that she had people from the Fifth Floor embedded all across the court, could she? The Six Ministries, the Secretariat, the Divine Machine Camp, and even among Mo Liujin's own three armies, they were all there... So she deftly changed the subject, "Father, I've always been curious—why fight tooth and nail for a job as filthy and exhausting as being Emperor? Wouldn't it be better to just be a parasite living off others?"
Mo Chenfeng chuckled at her remark, reaching out to pat her head. "Though my child is sensitive to state affairs, you are a woman after all. You cannot understand the temptation that the word 'power' holds for men."
Mo Liujin rubbed his temples. He simply could not fathom why Qingmeng always viewed being Emperor as such a dirty and exhausting job.
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