But he had absolutely no thoughts about those women; he hadn't even met them, didn't know a single one.
"Qian Jiyun, you know, I really have no interest in this throne."
"I understand."
How could Qian Jiyun not understand?
If it weren't for the Retired Emperor's incompetence, his elder brother wouldn't have ascended to the throne himself; he would only have assisted his brothers.
However, it's not to say, out of all his elder brother's siblings, there's truly no one capable of bearing this great responsibility. Perhaps his elder brother is the one good shoot among many rotten bamboos.
"Qian Jiyun, what kind of look is that? Why are you looking at me like that?"
The Emperor was unnerved by the look in Qian Jiyun's eyes and couldn't help but rub his arms, asking him.
Why stare at him like that? It made him think he had done something wrong, but he hadn't done anything. Governing the Daqing Kingdom, he worked tirelessly, almost barely sleeping two hours a day.
