Prince Shu strode into the private room.
"Greetings, Prince Shu!"
Everyone in the room immediately bowed in unison.
Pei Shaoqing was the exception, remaining seated.
Prince Shu's gaze instantly fell upon him.
"Your third son said he was going to kill me. I was so frightened my legs went numb, making it difficult to rise and bow. I hope Prince Shu will forgive me," Pei Shaoqing said nonchalantly.
"Baron Pingyang, you are excused." Prince Shu stared at him for a moment before speaking. He then sat down on a chair a servant pulled over and said slowly, "As for my rebellious son's threat to kill you, let's not speak of it again. It's perfectly normal for young men to make a few harsh remarks when they're jealous over a woman."
'A man might threaten to kill his wife in bed, no?'
'And isn't she still alive and kicking?'
