Her son!
"My lord," the Duchess wailed, collapsing to the ground, her heart twisting in agony. She knew Duke An well; once he had spoken, his words would not be retracted. Her son was truly finished, stripped of his title as the Princely Heir. Given his ineffectual and indecisive nature, he would now only lead a life of mere existence, scorned by the noble elites of the capital city for the rest of his days.
Ye Heng and Ye Yi were not much better off. As soon as Duke An had uttered those words, they were stunned into immobility, then fell to the ground, weeping loudly and begging their grandfather to reconsider.
Although Ye Hongyang had always been worthless, he had never had such self-awareness. Begging had never been something he had done, not even to his father.
Even now, when everything had come to this, he still didn't know what to do, standing there dumbfounded, unable to come to a solution. Everything had been planned out so well before, so how did it end up like this?
