Xiao Jinxing pursed his lips lightly, as if suppressing a certain emotion.
"The world believes the emperor's power is supreme and omnipotent, but only by following my father closely do I realize that the emperor is not as free-willed as people think. The emperor even works a hundred times harder than an ordinary person. Father has to read memorials day and night, understand the mind of civil and military officials, balance the turmoil in the harem, and also be responsible for the people of the world. So I believe that whatever father does, he has his reasons. The most impossible thing for father is to act based on his mood; he is the least free person!"
Xiao Jinxing looked at An Luming, observing the seriousness and solemnity on his small face.
His heart was naturally moved.
He had truly never thought that the person who understood him the most in this world would be his four-year-old son.
He truly cared for him during this period.
