Zhu Chanyi: ...
I came to complain, but now I feel like I shouldn't have come.
Zhu Chanyi looked at Su Xinyi with a worried and distressed face, "Do you think our lord is as dense as a block of elm wood?"
"That's definitely not the case. If he were really a blockhead, he wouldn't have done so many things to help the Crown Prince," Su Xinyi said, seeing Zhu Chanyi genuinely angry and feeling that she needed to put in a good word for Prince Rong, so the couple wouldn't squabble over Yan Qiongsi, a mere fly in the ointment.
Zhu Chanyi felt stifled, unable to breathe in or out. She downed a cup of tea in frustration before she was able to sigh and say, "I know the lord is very fond of his cousin Yan Qiongsi. Even before I married him, I knew he had cleaned up quite a few messes for her."
