"Is it really necessary? Mother, it's good enough that they gave me a prince's estate, yet you expect the court to repair it?" Lele huffed, "Most of those people will probably say there's no money here or there, dragging their feet until who knows when we can move in. If we keep begging them, they'll probably think we don't know any better and that we're ungrateful. A princely title isn't enough, we want more. But if we never move in, people will definitely think we're dissatisfied with that estate, which could get twisted into who knows what once it reaches the Emperor's ears. So we better hurry to Shandong."
Once in Shandong, the matter of the estate can be put aside, and no one will say anything.
Yang Chuxia looked at Lele's disdainful expression and felt even more gloomy. Her son's clarity deprived him of so much childhood joy.
"All right then, I'll go to the palace and see the Emperor."
