Prince Duan dropped his chopsticks onto the table with a clatter, then watched as they fell to the floor, but he didn't bother to pick them up and instead, he grabbed Zheng Nianru's arm next to him. However, Zheng Nianru quickly took hold of Prince Duan's hand instead.
"Father, let the palace maid bring a new pair of chopsticks," Zheng Nianru said softly, her voice carrying the unique tenderness of a young girl in the otherwise silent space, providing a significant buffer against the previous, piercing scream, instantly calming everyone's nerves.
Prince Duan was stunned for a moment before nodding his head. The palace maid had already brought a new pair of chopsticks, and by this time, Prince Duan had regained his composure. Even amidst the tension, he knew he could not afford to show even the slightest bit of it and thus picked up a dish in front of him.
"Nian Ru, you should eat more."
