"Mother Consort, please have some tea."
Feng Yexuan's voice was neutral, but his demeanor left no room for doubt!
He was different from Feng Jinrui—he wasn't close to Consort Jin, his adoptive mother.
In his presence, Consort Jin always refrained from acting recklessly.
This was the second time tonight that Feng Yexuan had spoken to Chu Qianli.
The room, save for the straightforward-thinking Feng Jinrui, was silent yet each person harbored their own thoughts.
It seemed, the Prince's attitude towards Chu Qianli had changed somewhat from before.
Only Chu Qianli herself was unaware of any discrepancy.
She continued, "Jinrui, that night, you said you had seen Xiaotao, didn't you?"
"Yes." Feng Jinrui too wanted to know what had really happened that night.
Although not a particularly meticulous thinker, it was precisely for this reason that he preferred to trust his own instincts.
