Helian Yi lowered his eyelids slightly, a fleeting look of deep thought and unfathomable emotion crossing his gentle face. "My grandson knows."

"However, the second prince may not have any interest in the throne."

Nan Hong put down his teacup, his sharp eyes sweeping over his grandson beside him, a grandson who had always pleased him from childhood.

"Yi'er, you're still too naive."

"Back then, the Second Prince was just a cripple suffering from a leg ailment. The Emperor went to great lengths to send the renowned physician Liu to cure the Second Prince's leg."

"The following year, the second prince, who was only nine years old, was sent to the frontier. It seemed heartless, but in fact, it was because the second prince was good at military strategy. Going to the frontier was just to give the second prince some experience."

Nan Hong paused, noticing the slight change in Helian Yi's expression, and felt satisfied before continuing.

"In the past few years, the Second Prince has made numerous contributions on the frontier, far surpassing your achievements in the past two years since you entered the court. The ministers in the court may not say it to your face, but in their hearts, they still value the Second Prince more."

"In recent years, His Majesty has been constantly waging wars, and the hegemony of unifying the world has been completed step by step. Many people have come to rely on His Majesty because of his reputation, and there are many capable ministers in the court who offer advice and strategies."

"There are others like the Second Prince, who are skilled in military strategy and can go to the battlefield, and who can also offer advice and strategies, but the only one who possesses the Emperor's bloodline is the Second Prince."

Helian Yi's gentle expression remained unchanged as he raised his dark eyes to look at Nan Hong.

“Grandfather, do you mean that the throne of Bei Yin is very likely to fall into the hands of my second brother in the future?”

"Given the current situation, we have no choice but to think this way."

Nan Hong nodded, his brows furrowing. He had never imagined that the Second Prince, who was practically a cripple back then, would become Yi'er's stumbling block.

It's just that he miscalculated by focusing his attention on the Third Prince, who had Wenren Yu as his backer.

Helian Yi closed his eyes slightly, his hand clenching tighter and tighter beneath his sleeve. After a long while, he took a deep breath and opened his dark eyes.

"It doesn't matter. I only want to kill Helian Nie to avenge my mother. I don't care about the throne."

He would never forget that freezing snowy night in the palace, the helpless and terrified pain he felt as he watched his mother slowly pass away.

At that time, he vowed to avenge his mother, kill Wen Changle, destroy the Wen family, and finally use the blood of Helian Nie, that cold-blooded and ruthless man, to appease his mother's soul!

Wen Changle is dead, the Wen family is wiped out. Seven years have passed, and he has endured it all for seven long years. Finally, one day, one day...

He will personally understand Helian Nie, this cold-blooded and ruthless man who only cares about power and interests!

Nan Hong shook his head. "Yi'er, you are too naive. Since His Majesty ascended the throne, countless people have tried to kill him. Look at him now, has anyone succeeded?"

"But my maternal grandfather...!"

Helian Yi stood up from the pearwood chair, wanting to say something more, but was interrupted by Nan Hong raising his hand and patting Helian Yi's shoulder reassuringly.

“Yi’er, you are about to come of age. You must not continue to lose control like this every time your mother is mentioned.”

"What you need to learn is to never show your emotions to anyone or anything. Only then will you have a chance to avenge your mother."

Helian Yimo slowly relaxed his clenched fist beneath Bai Zhu's sleeve, regaining his usual gentle and warm demeanor, and spoke softly.

"My grandson knows."

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I hope you all won't hate Helian Yi. Everyone has a painful secret in their heart. Love you all, goodnight!