You Lan carefully glanced at him.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Aunt, I'm fine."
You Lan softly asked, "Will the marriage arrangement with the Twelfth Prince indeed face obstacles?"
She felt that His Highness was too unfortunate and too ill-fated.
Becoming a hostage and a Prince Consort was already a great humiliation, and now he had to endure even greater humiliation.
Based on His Highness's original temperament, he would have started creating a stir long ago, provoking the Emperor to reprimand or even punish him.
Luckily, after the deadly ordeal, His Highness's temperament changed, enabling him to remain calm.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "There will be obstacles, and there will also be changes."
"But look at the Twelfth Prince, she..."
"She's not the Emperor. If you were the Phoenix Dynasty's Emperor, would you obediently adhere to the prior agreement and not seize the opportunity to incite us against the Yuanzhen Dynasty?"
"The Phoenix Dynasty Emperor wouldn't have to do that, right?"
