Discussing the Sword

Listening to Li Yu's words, Li Huiyuan was shocked. As a prince, he was not a man who was ignorant and incompetent. He naturally understood how much benefit Xia Hou's death would bring to himself, but he still could not understand why his sister would be so adamant at this time that the throne would be his.

Li Yu looked at her brother's confused look and thought that since their mother's death, they had been depending on each other for survival, and the efforts and sacrifices she had made for her younger brother's throne during past years. There were many kinds of feelings mixing in her heart. She said, "Ning Que is a student of the Second floor of the Academy, and Xia Hou died in his hands. How can that woman still be close to the Academy? No matter how good she is at being hypocritical and tolerating, the Academy could never support her. Now an invisible gutter appears between the Academy and her. How can her son be the emperor?"