Han Xin sat there, his shoulders slumped and his eyes hollow, while Han Zhan laughed, oblivious to the gravity of the situation. He honestly thought that his cousin was joking. It was only when Han Xin's glare cut through the room that Han Zhan realised this was no joke. The person disguised as Princess Xiu all this time was really the Crown Prince of Zhen, Xiang Yu.
"How is that possible?" Han Zhan stammered disbelief etched across his face. "That was clearly a woman. Her frame, her voice… how could it have been a man?"
Han Xin's silence was heavy, his eyes dark with a mix of anger and sorrow. Han Zhan pressed on, unable to comprehend. "But you two kissed. Didn't you feel it?... Didn't you touch her," he said cupping his hands on his chest to demonstrate what he meant. "I thought you two did the deed in the cave."
"Shut up," Han Xin snapped, his voice low and dangerous. Han Zhan fell silent, the weight of the revelation sinking in.
