"Brother Zhiyuan, Sister-in-law*, please calm down," Jiang Rufeng tried to placate the angry tigers who threatened to ransack his Shuiran Palace. "We can talk about everything. There is no need to resort to violence."
"Brother Rufeng, I cannot accept this behavior," Zhang Zhiyuan snapped. "We have just lost the Crown Prince. Fengxi is not approachable in his grief. The last thing we expected was to have our grandchildren stolen away from under our noses!"
Jiang Rufeng did not know that his son stole said twin babies from Fuxi Palace, so he was naturally puzzled by the unfounded accusation.
"Brother Zhiyuan, there must be a misunderstanding," he said, his brows knitted in confusion. "I can assure you that no one from Shuiran Palace took the babies away, I..."
"Indeed," a voice rang out behind Jiang Rufeng.
Xie Jianshen emerged with Jiang Muchen in tow, the baby basket safely tucked in his embrace.
