"Cousin, I don't want to go," Zheng Haoyuan flatly refused as he wrapped his lips around a soup dumpling and quickly grabbed another, shaking his head vigorously. He really didn't want to go. Although his second brother liked him, the Master Yin He there was too frightening.
"The Second Prince is just concerned about you," Zheng Nianru said, but she couldn't remember exactly how the Second Prince had died. However, the Second Prince was already condemned to death, so his death, whether sooner or later, was almost inevitable. Hence, when the Second Prince died, even though there was a grand funeral, nobody had any suspicions.
"I know my second brother cares about me. Without him, I couldn't have come to the Traveling Palace," Zheng Haoyuan said, his interest still fixed on the dumplings. The dumplings at his cousin's place were really delicious.
"How is the Second Prince's health?" Zheng Nianru asked casually, not really expecting to get an answer from Zheng Haoyuan.
