Emperor Hao Xuanyuan pondered for a moment before he said, "Especially using my grandfather's handwriting, you must want mother to believe. Mother, do you believe this time because it's better to believe it exists than not?"
"Believing it won't do any harm, and it might even save your life."
"If this is true, wouldn't that person be able to know the future?"
"If it's true, then naturally." The Empress did not open her eyes.
"But if it's true, then why would I have fallen unconscious?"
"So we must be cautious. From today on, you cannot fully trust anyone, including me, your mother."
"Mother..."
"I refuse to bury my own child!" The Empress suddenly opened her eyes, locking them directly with those of her son, the current Emperor.
Emperor Hao Xuanyuan had no other choice but to reply, "Yes, mother."