Yinji smiled wryly: "Sometimes I think about giving the throne to my master and enjoying a carefree life."
“Brother…” Yin Yao grasped his hand, tears welling in her eyes.
"Don't cry." Yinji wiped away her tears. "I'm not giving up. I'm doing the right thing."
“If Master can truly end the chaos and make the Great Yin Dynasty strong, what harm is there in me abdicating and giving way to a worthy successor? History may write that I was weak, but a thousand years later, future generations will understand—between the country and personal desires, I chose the country.”
He paused, a resolute glint in his eyes: "But if Master betrays my trust and becomes the second Li Jingang... I will not sit idly by and wait for my death."
Yin Yao was taken aback.
Yinji looked into the distance: "Yao'er, if one day... I mean if, my master and I really stand on opposite sides, who will you help?"
Yin Yao's tears finally fell.
She shook her head, unable to speak.
On one side is her husband, and on the other is her brother.
On one side is love, on the other is family.
There is no crueler choice in the world than this.
"Alright, I won't pressure you." Yinji patted her hand. "Perhaps that day will never come. Master is a hero, and a hero's heart should be broader than I imagine."
He looked eastward, towards the capital.
At that moment, a broken tree fell into the lake in the Imperial Garden, creating ripples.
The two stared blankly at the reflection shattered by the ripples.
After a while, the ripples gradually subsided, and the reflection returned to its complete state.
Everyone knew in their hearts that the mirror had already begun to shatter.
It shattered in the cracks between power and trust, shattered in the deepest, most subtle part of human nature.
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