"Then tell me first, will you blame me for being too harsh?" Ye Jiu asked.
Sikong Mo buried his head in Ye Jiu's neck and shook his head.
Towards the Sikong Yun family, he had long lost any feelings, the only thing left was the shame of having such a mother as a son.
"I heard from Qingzhi that my parents already have plans to return to Shuangxi Town," Ye Jiu said.
"That would be better. The capital city is not peaceful, and as your foster parents, if they stay they'll inevitably be affected. In Shuangxi Town, far from the Emperor's reach, even if others have plans, they won't be able to execute them swiftly..."
"The capital city won't be peaceful?" Ye Jiu couldn't comprehend what Sikong Mo meant. "Nowadays, my father is already the Crown Prince, can someone still covet his position?"
