Liu Ji sighed, "But the power of the officials in the Capital cannot be ignored. The civil officials can be really fierce, even if the Princess has a hundred thousand troops, she still falls slightly short compared to the Crown Prince. Besides, the rightful heir is the rightful heir; who has ever heard of a Crown Princess in all of history?"
These are treasonous remarks, Liu Ji muttered as if a mosquito was buzzing.
Qin Yao raised an eyebrow, "But that is a hundred thousand troops."
"Legitimacy is legitimacy," Liu Ji clicked his tongue, insisting.
Qin Yao's mouth turned down slightly, as if murmuring or maybe proclaiming, "What is legitimacy? Legitimacy lies only on the edge of a sword! Only within the range of a cannon!"
Suddenly, she laughed, a bit smugly. It seemed she hadn't chosen the wrong person after all.
After all, that's a hundred thousand troops!
Liu Ji realized it: women just help each other out.
