Pei Xuan did not respond, his eyebrows raised and his sharp gaze sweeping across the corridor.
"Haven't you heard enough?"
A corner of a pink cloak peeked out from behind the pillars.
Jiang Wan walked out with a smile, her face showing no embarrassment at being caught, but instead slowly curving her lips.
"If Your Highness wishes to subdue the Song family army, I am willing to assist you."
"you?"
Pei Xuan said coldly.
"Can you persuade Song Ziyu to work for me? As far as I know, the affection between you two as husband and wife is completely fake."
Jiang Wan replied, "But what Your Highness wants is the Song family army, not Song Ziyu."
He Xingyun's eyes widened: "Madam Jiang, you mean..."
“My stepson, Song Yu.”
Jiang Wan spoke softly, her bright eyes reflecting the candlelight, as firm as a rock.
"Within three years, I will support him to become the new leader of the Song family army. He will become the sharpest knife in His Highness's struggle for the throne."
“…”
Three years?
He Xingyun gasped. Song Ziyu was only thirty years old, and it was still a long way from handing over military power.
Judging from Jiang Wan's tone... could it be that she intends to kill her husband?
"You're quite arrogant."
Pei Xuan's dark eyes narrowed.
"As you know, Song Ziyu favors Song Lin more than Song Yu. If I want to cultivate new power, Song Lin is a wiser choice."
Jiang Wan smiled.
"No, Song Yu is the better choice."
"Your Highness, would you be willing to make a bet with me? If I win, I would like to ask the Crown Prince to protect me until Song Yu has become powerful enough."
Pei Xuan: "What are we betting on?"
Jiang Wan said slowly.
"Let's bet... next year, will it be Song Lin or Song Yu who takes the position of heir to the General's Mansion? What do you say?"
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