"Brother Qiao, is there anyone suitable in your mind?" She suddenly interrupted him.
Su Xingqiao was a bit puzzled. He vaguely felt that Jing’er wanted to talk about the throne, but he wasn’t sure.
"Brother Qiao, to , you’re like a real brother. Since we t, you’ve always treated excellently, like family. Whether in the past or now, it has never changed, so I won’t beat around the bush with you." She was very grateful that even after becoming Emperor, Su Xingqiao still remained her Brother Qiao, his character unchanged by power.
"I just ntioned to you, I’m back this ti to take my mother away. So in the future, at least for a long ti, I probably won’t return again. So there are so things I want to say to you now."
"I know your current situation more or less makes you feel troubled. I also know that sitting on this throne is not your true intention. The life you’ve lived until now probably hasn’t been very happy. You don’t like this palace; it embodies too many things incompatible with you."
She looked at Su Xingqiao and said earnestly, "So, Brother Qiao, if you’re truly unhappy, then let go. With your capability, I believe that over the past few years, you’ve arranged things well enough. Even if soone else becos Emperor, Nanyao Country can still remain stable. So, if you have a suitable candidate and want to let go, then let go. The sky is vast and the sea is wide; you should pursue the life you truly desire."
She knew Su Xingqiao was a sensible person, which is why she could genuinely open up to him. She understood that he had always been giving his all due to his initial promise, and maintaining his true self amid the whirlpool of power had co with great cost and effort.
The seemingly glorious throne had indeed demanded great sacrifices from him.
Originally, he could have lived freely as a general, or road the battlefield safeguarding ho and country, or perhaps wandered through life in a romantic journey. He could have been free.
Yet, due to the lack of a suitable person back then, he was forcibly pushed to the throne, entrapped within this cage-like Imperial Palace, unable to act freely.
Therefore, She hoped that while there was still a choice, he would choose the life he truly wanted.
Su Xingqiao was stunned for a long ti before reacting, chuckling lightly: "I did have such thoughts, didn’t expect you to be even more anxious than . Jing’er, thank you, thank you for always rembering ."
"What does Brother Qiao plan to do?" She asked.
Su Xingqiao thought for a mont and replied, "Among the younger generation of the Su Family, there’s indeed no suitable candidate for the throne. However, my fifth brother has matured quite a bit these past years. He was still young back then, but now, he’s almost capable of handling things independently. Last year he married, and his Princess Consort is already pregnant. Recently, the matters I’ve entrusted to him have been dealt with well, and he has received much praise in the court. So I intend to pass the throne to him, but there’s not yet a particularly suitable mont."
She nodded: "Since you’ve already made a plan, Brother Qiao, there’s no rush right at this mont. When you relinquish your duties, the Prayer Pavilion always welcos you. Brother Qiao’s cultivation over these years hasn’t progressed much, has it!"
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