Su Zizhan was never interested in fighting for the throne; his heart, after recovering his memories, was forever torn by his struggle with feelings—unable to let go, unable to pick up again, filled with guilt and a desire to make amends yet unable to do so. But he never once contemplated vying for the throne.
This throne, this realm, belonged to Yun Chi. He understood Yun Chi better than anyone; knew that he was fit to be the Crown Prince and even more suited to sit on the throne of Nanchu.
Moreover, the Liang dynasty had long been submerged in history, already becoming a part of it. Four hundred years had passed; besides those who wished to restore the nation and the treacherous subjects harboring malevolent intentions, how many common people still remembered the Liang dynasty?
Even if the history of the Liang dynasty was something to be revered and sighed over, it was but an occasional sentiment expressed by scholars and students.
