Lu Qing observed Zhu Yu and the bowl of soup in front of her, pondering but not picking up her chopsticks, then placed some vegetables in her bowl, drawing her attention back again.
"Today, I had an open and honest talk with your second brother," Lu Qing said to Zhu Yu, who was looking at him. "I told him I would support him to become the Princely Heir of Shuo Country, and later, to inherit your father's throne."
Zhu Yu was taken aback: "So straightforward?"
"If he were as smart and perceptive as you, I wouldn't need to be so straightforward." Lu Qing smiled wryly, "After observing for the past few days, it seems your second brother's mind is much better than Zhu Jie, but he still lacks a bit of awareness. To avoid unnecessary trouble, it's better to make things clear."
Zhu Yu smiled, holding back her words.
Actually, it wasn't that Zhu Feng wasn't smart or aware enough; he was quite sharp-minded among ordinary people.
