After adjusting his expression, he finally looked up to meet Consort Qian's gaze.
He muttered softly.
"Mother's teachings are right, I will remember them."
"Remembering alone is not enough; you must also act. Otherwise, if you hold the power of the world in the future, it is no joke."
"Yes."
Upon hearing this, Spirit King became even more respectful.
He stepped forward to support Consort Qian, helping her out of the Buddhist Hall, and headed towards her courtyard.
Along the way, the mother and son did not speak.
Only after entering the room did Consort Qian express her discontent.
"The Crown Prince truly has a stubborn life. The incident with the black bear during the autumn hunt didn't kill him but instead caused heavy losses to our people planted in Shengjing City. I imagine the Emperor will soon suspect us."
Mentioning this, the hatred in Spirit King's eyes became more apparent.
Since childhood, he never believed there would be harmony between him and the Crown Prince.
