"Now is not the time for you to throw a child's tantrum," Noble Consort Wen immediately said with a stern expression. Zheng Haoyuan became anxious and tried to stand up but was held down by Noble Consort Wen's hands on his shoulders as she spoke with earnest gravity.
"Mother Consort, can't we just content ourselves with being a Prince? Brother Crown Prince won't…"
"Silence—" Noble Consort Wen couldn't believe that Zheng Haoyuan still harbored such thoughts and abruptly interrupted him.
"Fu Gong, at this point, it's not something that either you or I can decide. It concerns the entire Wen Family and our future. It's not about whether we want to do it or not. Zheng Congyuan might spare our lives, but Empress Xiao won't, the Empress Dowager won't…"
"That won't happen. Can't Nanzheng State tolerate just one Prince? As long as I don't harbor those ambitions, I just want to take good care of Mother Consort and don't want you to be in danger."
