Wange watched the other person cry, seemingly unmoved. The other person probably noticed this as well, so he stopped crying and looked at Wange in front of him: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Wan Ge sat down in the chair, and a palace maid immediately poured her a cup of tea. Wan Ge slowly said, "Minister Ling, you are proficient in everything from music and chess to calligraphy and painting and mechanical arts. Besides relying on your status as a princess, what else can you do?"
"But I am a princess, aren't I?" Mingyue didn't think there was anything wrong with that. So what? She was a princess anyway. What did it matter how powerful they were?
Wan Ge gave a mocking smile: "You are only a princess while your brother is still alive. But if I die one day or I am no longer the emperor, do you think you can still be a princess?"
"How could my imperial brother not be here? How could my imperial brother not be the emperor?"
When Wan Ge heard what the other person said, she suddenly remembered that the original owner had given him almost everything and never shared her troubles with him, so she could be that carefree and uninhibited princess.
This fostered in her the habit of wanting whatever she wanted, and she was willing to pay any price to get it, even sacrificing her only family member.
Perhaps Wan Ge should make her feel a little threatened.
"There are quite a few people who want me dead now. All the power is in the hands of the Regent. To this world, I am nothing but a puppet. When the day comes that they no longer want to see me as a puppet, how long do you think I can live?"
"The Regent isn't your own brother, do you think he'll indulge you like I have?"
"Why not?" Mingyue seemed to think of her cold-faced elder brother, and her body couldn't help but shiver. But then she thought of how he was always so respectful in front of her, so how could he not keep her position as a princess?
"Mingyue, it's time for you to grow up. From today onwards, you will have to fight for everything you want on your own. Your brother will no longer help you."
"Are you really not going to help me anymore?" Hearing him say this, Mingyue had only one thought in her mind: he was saying all this just to avoid helping her in the future. But she was his own sister; wasn't it only natural for him to help her?
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