Zhao Yao heard these words, and a look of astonishment mixed with confusion appeared on his face. He didn't understand why Mr. Meng wanted to entrust him with the heavens. Although he had questions in his heart, he didn't ask them aloud.
Mr. Meng tightly held Zhao Yao's hand. He seemed to have more to say but hesitated to continue. His eyes intensely fixed on Zhao Yao.
Seeing that Mr. Meng seemed to want to say something but stopped, Zhao Yao hesitated and said: "Mr. Meng, if you have more to say, please go on."
"Your Highness, I hope that when it is your turn, you can think of the common people's well-being and take on your responsibilities." Mr. Meng knew Zhao Yao currently didn't have the ambition to shoulder the world's burdens, understanding he only wanted to live leisurely and happily as a Prince. "Can you do that?"
Though he didn't understand what Mr. Meng meant, seeing the elder looking at him with such hope, he couldn't bear to refuse.
