Qi Junzhuo pressed his lips together. "Imperial Brother, I understand your care for me. But I cannot rely on your favor to forget the proper duty of a subject."
Qi Junmu sighed. Qi Junzhuo's stubborn, twisting nature—he had not been able to straighten it out even before he died in his previous life. Back then, Qi Junzhuo had gone missing while fighting on the western border, and he had sent people to find him.
But before they could find him, he had died.