Jiang Shu lazily held the brush, doodling on a large piece of royal rice paper.
"Isn't Mother going to take care of these things?"
Presenting a gift to the Duke of Qi's Residence on behalf of it was something they didn't need to worry about.
Su Luo leaned over to see what he was actually painting and casually mentioned, "Of course I know that. What's the Duke of Qi Residence's is the Duke of Qi Residence's, and what's ours is ours. You're a government official and the Crown Prince is technically your superior, so you should show some respect!"
"Haha…"
Jiang Shu lightly chuckled, "He's not quite there yet. Only His Majesty is. As for him commanding me, he will have to wait until he ascends the throne! The Crown Prince Residence doesn't need anything from us. Even if you send over the most exquisite gifts, it won't change the fact that he regards us as enemies. So why bother participating in this farce?"
Well, his words made sense.