"Instead, he is well aware of all this. He knows he can shoulder this responsibility, yet he is always avoiding it. I doubt whether he is truly suitable to be emperor, and whether he has the ability to benefit the people."
When Fu Zhen heard the first half of the statement, she felt slightly shaken, but upon hearing the end, she couldn't hold back, "His Highness is not avoiding responsibility. As someone who has endured years of harm, it's not unreasonable for him to seek some solace."
It was becoming more and more absurd. How could they end up questioning Yang Yi? Clearly, among the three princes, whether in temperament, character, or intelligence, Yang Yi was the most outstanding one.
"What kind of solace does he want? What sort of solace could alleviate his twenty-four years of grievances?"
Fu Zhen, however, couldn't answer.
If it were someone else, she might have urged him to go jump off a cliff.
