"Sister, it's good that you've come. I haven't dared to tell you about this. Please persuade our mother, in my opinion, the Nanshe Royal Family is just being difficult. All that talk about 'reviving dead wood' and 'unlucky omens,' aren't they just unwilling to accept Mother as the Crown Princess Consort?"
When Hong Xuan saw Feng Luochen launch into a burst of nonsensical complaining, she hurried to stop him, but it was already too late.
"What's going on?"
Feng Bailing sensed something was amiss.
In Feng Luochen's letter, he only mentioned that Dongfang Lianhua's marriage needed to be postponed, without going into detail.
"Ah, Hong Xuan, why are you stepping on me? I'm speaking the truth. Initially because of Dugu Wu's incident, you told me not to trouble my sister, so I didn't clearly state it in the letters. Now that Dugu Wu is fine, why can't I speak?"
Seeing Feng Luochen's increasingly outrageous talk, Hong Xuan stomped hard on the man's foot once again.
