Tang Buqi's words were both persuasion and a test.
Seeing Zhao Changhe sipping his drink with a pensive expression, a flash of surprise finally crossed Tang Buqi's eyes.
So, you've actually considered succeeding to the throne... Otherwise, you would simply say "Persuade me, this damned fellow, what's it to me."
Times have changed... even him with his bushy brows and big eyes.
Little did he know that at this moment, Zhao Changhe was thinking about Xia Chichi beside him, unsure of her views on these matters. Stealing a glance, Xia Chichi had been quietly sipping her wine, seemingly very interested in the friendship between Zhao Changhe and Tang Buqi, uncertain if she had pondered over these issues.
He smiled subtly, "Don't argue with your aunt, she's not blindly loyal."
