Sitting alone at his table, in the exact same way Chu Yun and Xiao Zai had left him, was Gu Wei, oblivious to both the previous commotion, and now Tan Ruo and Chu Yun's stares fixed on him.
Now that Chu Yun was looking at him, he could see how the First Prince's manservant bore a passing resemblance to Gu Wei's cold beauty, although his was a mere drizzle to Gu Wei's roaring blizzard.
"Fuck," Chu Yun said again, this time with feeling.
This wasn't the kind of information he thought he would find out today, but boy was he glad to have stumbled up on it all the same.
His mind was coming up with possibilities at a dizzying pace. The First Prince was older than Xiao Zai, anywhere from five to ten years, it was hard to tell exactly -- he was most definitely already born when Gu Wei married the king.
His mother or dam, whoever they were, were conspicuously absent from the ceremony -- another mystery for Chu Yun to dig at.
