An inexplicably tense atmosphere dwelled in the guest reception room.
Xie Jianshen sat opposite Zhang Fengxi, pinning him with his eagle eyes. Xie Jianyu sat next to Xie Jianshen, looking very interested in the polished table surface.
"Prince Zhang Fengxi, you are the only son of Longjing Palace Master, is that right?"
"Yes."
"Your mother is Lady Song from Qifeng Palace, is that right?"
"Yes."
"Ah."
The way Xie Jianshen looked at him made Zhang Fengxi's skin crawl from anxiety. Why did he feel like he was being interrogated by a future mother-in-law? This didn't make sense at all.
The silence that followed was deafening.
Zhang Fengxi wanted to scream.
"You hung around my brother a lot recently. I heard some circulating reports."
"..."
Xie Jianshen smiled.
"It does not look good for any of you at all. You understand, don't you?"
"..."
Zhang Fengxi opened his mouth to answer. He wanted to tell Xie Jianshen to mind his own business, but then Xie Jianyu spoke ahead of him.
