Tan Zong's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. The way the Commandery Princess spoke to Prince Duan made it seem as if the Princely Heir was someone insignificant. Could it be that in front of the Princely Heir, her behavior was all an act?
Uncle Han could no longer hold back, grabbing Tan Zong by the collar, his silent gaze mocking Tan Zong's attempts to persuade him.
Look, look! This is the good woman who you said the Princely Heir fancies, full of affection and righteousness, kind-hearted.
Tan Zong's expression darkened, and there were some things he dared not urge any further.
"Uncle Han, we'll listen to you," Second Uncle Jing said, afraid that Prince Duan would actually kill their Princely Heir. He knew more than Tan Zong and Uncle Han how much the Princely Heir valued Prince Duan and the Commandery Princess. He feared that even if Prince Duan moved to strike, their Princely Heir might not dodge.
