"I was once content as a drifting cloud, a wild crane. If I can regain the status of an idle prince, nothing could be better, but it would also be fine to wander the ends of the earth as a commoner."
The words of Yuwen Luanfei were unexpected yet within reason; Yuwen Song and Yuwen Jun muttered inarticulately, their mouths agape, unsure of what advice to offer.
Compared to the harmonious negotiation here, Wenren Pingting unconsciously clenched her fists at the family table.
Sweat filled her brows and eyes.
Yuwen Luanfei's plans were completely unbeknownst to her; this man's thoughts were too naive.
You say you want to retire boldly, but do ministers allow it? Do the people agree?
By allowing Yuwen Jun and Yuwen Song to divide the world, who would trust them? What if others feel you are feigning retreat to watch from afar, instigating a fight from behind?
Once the military power is stripped away, others could crush you as easily as squeezing an ant to death.
What then?