Chapter 962 Second Prince: Isn’t She Just a Woman? I Will Conquer Her

Inside the Second Prince’s residence.

Upon entering the courtyard, a continuous stretch of Jade Pendants adorned the walls. They didn’t stand out at first glance, but upon closer inspection, every carved detail on the jade was exquisitely crafted. The lighting here wasn’t overwhelmingly bright. Everything was perfectly soft, unassuming yet elegant. Green grass surrounded the blossoms, and exotic flowers leaned against the trees. Anyone seeing this garden would say the same thing—the master of this place certainly possessed refined taste.

Indeed, this perfectly matched the persona the Second Prince presented to the outside world. Gentle and refined as jade.

Having loved Ancient Earth literature since childhood, the Second Prince knew very well that no emperor in his prime would want an ambitious son who was also in his prime. Therefore, from a young age, he played the part of someone who hated competing, acting like an aloof hermit who only cared for leisure. He had thought that this would put his old man at ease, earn him a bit more favor, and subsequently secure his place as the next person on the throne. However...

"He’s about to die, and he still hasn’t made his stance clear," the Second Prince said, his face dark and gloomy.

His uncle, the Family Head of the Gou Family, shook his head. "I suspect you aren’t his favored candidate."

"How is that possible!" The Second Prince refused to believe it. "I’m his favorite!"

"It’s been so long. His Majesty isn’t someone who can keep things hidden. If he really favored you, he would have definitely shown some sign of it."

"...Uncle Gou, what do you think we should do then?" the Second Prince asked, incredibly irritated. "They say Father can only hold on for at most another year."

"What do you mean, a year? That’s just an estimate. He might be gone in half that time. He’ll definitely spend that final period in a stupor. We don’t have much time left.

"Your Highness, since there’s no hope for a legitimate succession, we need to start preparing our backup plan."

The Second Prince, Zhao Xun, had raked in massive amounts of wealth in recent years because a mineral vein was discovered on Q3, which he managed. He had also traded the ores for a significant amount of resources. The Gou Family also held considerable influence among the nobles.

"Within this next half-year, we must recruit as many people as possible," Uncle Gou continued. "Besides the nobles, we need to recruit merchants, commoners, and the Guard Team. It would be best if we could pull in an entire army legion to support us."

That way, regardless of who the old Emperor favored, the one to finally sit on the throne would be Zhao Xun.

"Oh, right." Uncle Gou suddenly remembered something else. "There’s also someone else recently who is very much worth recruiting."

"Hmm? Who is it that’s worth you bringing up specifically, Uncle Gou?"

"I heard she’s a student at Federation University, a streamer." Uncle Gou knew that Zhao Xun’s influence within Federation University was nothing to scoff at. "It’ll be hard to get a hold of her once she graduates, so see if you can pull her over to our side before then. Whether it’s for networking or training the Guard Team, she’d be a great asset."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xun’s brain stalled for a second. "Is this student named Jiang Qiuqiu?"

"I think so."

"Heh. Even if you didn’t mention her, I was already planning to get my hands on that woman." Zhao Xun looked extremely interested. "She was the one who ruined my pawn on Q3."

The two of them continued chattering on for a long time about matters concerning Jiang Qiuqiu.

Being mentioned so frequently, Jiang Qiuqiu, who was far away at Starry Sky Wander, sneezed a few times.

Eesh. Could it be that Little Panda was already missing her the moment he stepped out the door? If so, that was just too... too embarrassing.

He had only just gone home today to deliver Qiuqiu’s New Year’s Eve dinner invitation. He had originally planned to go ask about it a while ago, but as a result...

Ah.

The image of two young people fooling around in their room had been thoroughly demonstrated by the two of them. Despite being people who were so diligent at work, valuing every single minute, they were actually incredibly lazy at home. Procrastinating on and on. Neither of them wanted to leave.

Qiuqiu couldn’t help but prop her face up in her hands in front of the glass window as she thought about this. It turned out that an occasionally decadent lifestyle was also quite interesting.

Reaching out, she used her cold fingertips to draw a tiny Little Panda head on the frosted window. CLICK. She snapped a photo and sent it to Mo Si.

There was no reply.

He shouldn’t be on the road anymore; he had probably arrived home.