The next day, You Lan sat up the moment dawn broke.
Her eyes were slightly red and bloodshot.
Last night, when she heard the news of Su Zimo and the others dying, not only did she not manage to fall asleep, her heart was even more flustered and she was no longer sleepy.
You Lan sat by the bed and stared at something in deep thought.
Uncle Zheng, who was sitting quietly at the side, opened his eyes slowly and consoled her softly, "Princess, you can't be blamed for this. You don't have to feel guilty at all."
"There are some things that you'll be able to accept more easily once you're older."
"Yes,"
You Lan took a deep breath and nodded. "Uncle Zheng, I know. Right now, the most important thing for me is to revive my dynasty!"
Her gaze turned resolute once more. "Nothing can stop me from rebuilding Great You!"
"I'm relieved that you have that belief."