"A legend?" Mo Liancheng was puzzled.
"Yes, no more Emperor, no more hereditary succession."
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that water can carry a boat, it can also capsize it. And that boat, was capsized by the water, do you understand?"
"Mmm."
Qu Tan'er thought about the sight of the Emperor in his Dragon Robe, feeling a bit excited, but when she saw him, she realized he was just a middle-aged man dressed in a bright yellow Dragon Robe, not much resembling Mo Liancheng. If she looked closely, perhaps she could find a slight resemblance. Maybe because of illness, his complexion was a bit pale, but his features were well-defined, his bearing undiminished, with the vicissitudes and wisdom that came with age.
Qu Tan'er followed Mo Liancheng and paid her respects to the Emperor.
Mo Liancheng then found an excuse to send her to visit Concubine Ning.
Caiyun Hall was magnificent and splendid.
