There was an instant silence in the East Warm Pavilion and time seemed to have frozen.
When the incense in the incense burner burned out, the eunuch quickly replaced the new incense without making a sound.
"…" Fang Huairui felt like there was a mountain of blades and a sea of fire under his feet. He almost jumped up and clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white.
No matter how slow he was, he understood what Chu Yi meant. His face was as calm as water.
Fang Huairui's tall and burly body tensed up again, like a spear standing on the battlefield filled with corpses.
He took a deep breath and asked clearly, "Your Highness, do you mean that the Yu family took in the prince of the previous dynasty?"
The words were almost squeezed from between his teeth, and his heart constricted into a ball.
Chu Yi smiled without saying anything.
Fang Huairui panicked even more, as if countless ants were crawling in his heart.
