Chapter 897

First Volume, Chapter 897: The Future of Good Sisters

Li Yong said nothing, but he already had a clear idea in his mind.

The Liang Emperor refrained from interrogating Li Yong precisely because he deliberately turned a blind eye—he did not wish to eliminate Li Yong, for his gaze was sharp, and he knew full well the character of every prince in the Inner Courtyard; although Li Yong had committed an unforgivable crime, he remained the undisputed heir to the throne.

Although Li Qian was also under soft detention, neither his patience nor his boldness could be compared to Li Yong's.

Most crucially, Li Qian was far more likely to become someone else's puppet—such as the Empress or the Chang Princess!

But Li Yong clearly had stronger willpower and was far harder to manipulate.

Not interrogating him was the same as having interrogated him.

Li Yong exhaled deeply, his hollow gaze nearly restored: "How long does Qin Feng want me to remain a prince?"

Xie Yun'er did not hesitate, blurting out: "It doesn't depend on Feng'er—it depends on His Majesty!"

"As long as His Majesty remains ambitious and diligent in governance, no one can replace him; but if one day he strays from the right path, someone must take up the reins."

Strays from the right path?!

Li Yong couldn't help throwing his head back and laughing loudly: "Hahahaha! What a fine phrase—'strays from the right path.' Qin Feng truly exhausts himself worrying over the Li Imperial Clan."

Li Yong knew perfectly well what "strays from the right path" meant.

Of course—it was alchemy, seeking Changsheng!

The throne, like magic, grows more irresistible the longer one holds it, inevitably driving rulers to pursue the path of longevity.

Although His Majesty has never entrusted Alchemists with power, the Alchemy Chamber and Medicinal Herbs left behind by the former emperor have not been wasted a single bit—they are all sealed away in the Inner Courtyard.

His Majesty still has energy now—but what about five years from now? Ten years?

The older one grows, the more lost and fearful one becomes, the more one fears death!

Since ancient times, how many monarchs spent their first half-lives as brilliant rulers, commanding the admiration of Heaven, only to become drug-addled old poisoners in their later years?

Li Yong is young—youth is the very capital that lets one resist the temptation of Changsheng!

He nodded: "Tell Qin Feng for me: I'll do exactly as he says. As long as His Majesty remains the same ruler he is today, I'll contentedly remain the Carefree Prince. Hahaha—after committing such a grave crime, I still retain my life and future? Such a stroke of luck falling from the heavens—how could I refuse?"

"But Qin Feng must also think clearly: the Li Imperial Clan has deep roots and vast branches—someone will always rise to carry on. How many years can Qin Feng truly remain formidable?"

"The next generation, the one after that—eventually, the Qin Family will become the next Powerful Clan of Nan Jing, a dire threat to Shedynasty!"

"Qin Feng can control others' fates—can he control his own? Hahahaha!"

Xie Yun'er gave no reply; she turned and left.

Throughout the entire exchange, the Qiyang Commandery Princess remained silent; even though she refused to admit it, the truth was plain to see—she, as a princess, had lost all voice before Xie Yun'er.

Which is nobler: the imperial blood flowing in her veins, or being Qin Feng's woman? The answer was self-evident.

And…

Her visit to Li Yong alongside Xie Yun'er was not the Chang Princess's idea—it was the Qiyang Commandery Princess's own initiative.

She feared that after His Majesty returned to Beijing, he would strike down her mother; she must now cling to a powerful leg to save her mother's life—and that leg was clearly Qin Feng.

Hahaha…

The Qiyang Commandery Princess inwardly sighed bitterly—once a petty thug she scorned, now he had become her savior. What a cruel twist of fate.

Even this "good sister" had become unattainable, simply because she had placed her bet correctly.

The Qiyang Commandery Princess felt resentment—but what could she do?

"Yun'er, about my mother…"

Before the Qiyang Commandery Princess could finish, Xie Yun'er smiled and shook her head: "Don't worry, Qiyang—we're like sisters. How could I watch your family fall apart?"

"When I return, I'll speak to Second Sister, and through her, the Taolin Party will be informed—His Majesty won't act so hastily. Then we simply wait for Feng'er to return."

Hearing this, the Qiyang Commandery Princess immediately beamed with gratitude, though bitterness welled inside her.

A wife rises with her husband—once a mad girl, Xie Yun'er now holds the power to save the Chang Princess's life. Why could she not have such fortune?

Is this the result of choosing the right husband?

It's truly enviable…

"Yun'er, what Li Yong just said isn't without merit. Even if Qin Feng has never openly admitted it, he is already recognized as a Powerful Clan—and the most vital thing for a Powerful Clan is to multiply and expand its lineage."

"If there's no suitable heir to inherit the family, then perhaps…"

Before the Qiyang Commandery Princess could finish, Xie Yun'er laughed and interrupted: "Hahaha, don't worry—this duty of expanding the lineage won't fall solely on my shoulders."

"Qiyang, have you forgotten? Feng'er has four elder sisters and two Tieshen Yuhuan."

At this, the Qiyang Commandery Princess gasped, astonished: "You don't care at all?"

"Care?" Xie Yun'er laughed: "Care about what? Do you think clinging tightly to Feng'er would let me hold everything of his?"

"Feng'er's ambitions stretch far beyond the horizon—how could one woman possibly manage the entire Inner Courtyard?"

"Besides, you yourself said—if a Powerful Clan fails to multiply its lineage, it ends up empty-handed. If others share the burden, I'm delighted."

"Hahaha—I am Qin Family's principal wife. That fact cannot be changed by anyone."

Watching Xie Yun'er's confident demeanor, the Qiyang Commandery Princess knew clearly: it wasn't that Xie Yun'er was naturally generous—after all, how many women are truly generous in matters of men?

Xie Yun'er acted this way only because Qin Feng had given her enough confidence.

No one could alter the fact that Xie Yun'er was the principal wife.

The Qiyang Commandery Princess couldn't help but feel envy—seeing her good sister's future shining brightly, while her own remained uncertain, the gap was so vast.

Sensing the oddness in the Qiyang Commandery Princess's gaze, Xie Yun'er smiled reassuringly: "Qiyang, you're so outstanding—you'll surely find a perfect husband someday."

"Foreign Princes, domestic nobles—they're all lined up waiting for you."

Hearing this, the Qiyang Commandery Princess felt even more sorrowful.

Princes and nobles? So what!

Seeing her good sister's future so radiant, the Qiyang Commandery Princess's own standards had risen impossibly high—if she were to marry just any foreign prince or domestic noble, she'd likely spend the rest of her life in depression and unfulfillment.

Qin Feng has proven again and again: bloodline is merely fleeting glory, always liable to vanish—only true strength can grant a lover the utmost happiness.