Xie Limo grabbed Xiajun Yanli's hand and removed it from his collar. "If you're truly doing this for Hao'er's good, consider this position instead of imposing your thoughts on Hao'er."
Xiajun Yanli's brows furrowed. His body shook, seemingly tired.
Seeing Xiajun Yanli in this manner, Xie Limo didn't force him. "It's been exhausting for you taking care of His Majesty over this period. You'd better go back and consider this carefully."
"Hao'er is only five. He's only five."
Xie Limo replied blandly, "Since ancient times, there were plenty of emperors who took the throne at two or three years old, taking over the reins of government upon coming of age at sixteen. Isn't that normal?"
No matter how calm and elegant Xiajun Yanli usually was, he was indecisive in matters involving Hao'er.
"Hao'er is suited to living a carefree life."
