Zhang Ruohai hurriedly asked, "Your Highness?" and he refilled the Crown Prince's tea cup with water.
Ye Yiheng waved his hand and said in a calm voice, "It's nothing."
On such a hot day, sneezing was indeed strange.
Zhang Ruohai, a merchant, knew a little bit about the court's situation, but it wasn't appropriate for him to show off in front of the Crown Prince.
Thus, the room's conversation centered mostly on petty matters of business, with him doing most of the talking.
Ye Yiheng was distinguished and elegant, upright and polite.
While Zhang Ruohai prattled on, Ye Yiheng listened attentively, seldom speaking. He occasionally nodded or added a short sentence, but showed no sign of impatience throughout.
This brought comfort to Zhang Ruohai's heart.
Though Ye Yiheng naturally carried the regal dignity of the Tian Family, his attentiveness at this moment softened Zhang Ruohai's initial reverence and nervousness, prompting him to broaden the topics of discussion.
