“Second brother is joking. Everyone has their own fate. I will never force what should not be forced.” Mo Liancheng smiled lightly, his tone seemed helpless, and even his aura seemed suppressed, weak and vulnerable. Next to him, Qu Tan’er, who was standing quietly watching the play, couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows. Sure enough, things in the royal family are really not something that ordinary people can participate in. Even if they are brothers, when it comes to fighting for power, there will be no brotherhood left. But… Mo Liancheng doesn’t have to still smile, right? Or, what is he calculating? Suspicious! “Then what if Benwang asks you to help me?” Mo Jiyan asked out directly.
Footnotes and Idioms 1 – 反悔 – fǎnhuǐ 归 – guī there is a pun here – Jiyan uses fanhui [to renege / to go back (on a deal) / to back out (of a promise)] and Mo Liangchen uses gui [to return / to go back to / to give back to / (of a responsibility) to be taken care of by / to belong to]