This delicate and frail son suddenly became so resolute—it left Emperor Liang utterly astonished.
It seems his son not only plays the sheep to eat the tiger but is also as stubborn as an ox.
Emperor Liang was no stranger to storms and waves. He glanced at his son and sternly said, "Don't act impulsively. You'll regret it later."
Lu Zhaoyan replied earnestly, "I'm not acting impulsively, nor am I an impulsive person."
Emperor Liang scoffed, "Not impulsive, huh? Then how did the child come into being?"
Lu Zhaoyan was speechless.
He couldn't possibly admit that Xiao Bai had forced him into it, especially not with his father in front of him, younger brother behind him, and Eunuch Yu beside them. His dignity would be in shreds.
Seeing his son at a loss for words, Emperor Liang withdrew his gaze and ordered, "I'll give you two days to think. Decide wisely before you act."
Lu Zhaoyan's eyes were resolute: "My mind is already made up."
