If she couldn't become the Empress Dowager, wouldn't Prince Xian and Prince of Huai's group tear her apart?
She had made too many enemies and could no longer retreat.
Li Hongyuan admired her flustered and defeated look, smiling, "Ultimately, it's up to me to decide who the Imperial Throne will be passed on to. Even whether you'll become the Empress in the future depends on my word."
Jiang Ning looked at him and suddenly calmed down.
With a cold laugh, she said, "It's still uncertain whether you'll get the Imperial Throne or not. Don't be cocky, or it'll be easy for you to have an accident."
"I'm already the Crown Prince."
"I remember that Prince Xian was once the Crown Prince as well." Jiang Ning laughed, "Your Highness, do you remember who dethroned him as Crown Prince?"
It was her, her, and still her.
Who else could it be?
Prince Xian coveted her beauty and asked for trouble.
Now, a Prince Xinhai had appeared, and he also coveted her beauty, courting his own death.