Zhao Xu's face lost the last trace of color.
Chu Shun noticed his pallor and said, "Looking so terrible, you didn't know Princess Jing Mountain's identity and bullied her, did you?"
Zhao Xu, "...."
"I didn't bully her," Zhao Xu replied weakly.
"Then why do you look like the sky is about to fall?" Chu Shun inquired.
"...."
"I bullied her elder brother," Zhao Xu wished he were dead.
"...!!!"
Prince NanAn and others shuddered.
A few of them instinctively took a step away from Zhao Xu.
Zhao Xu didn't notice, but the guard behind him muttered, "It's not the same kind of bullying."
Xingxing stood beside Su Jin, not quite understanding the guard's words.
Isn't bullying all the same?
Can there be several types of bullying?
Prince NanAn coughed lightly, unable to suppress his gossiping curiosity, and asked, "How did you bully Princess Jing Mountain's elder brother, Prince Beimo?"
Zhao Xu looked up at Prince NanAn.
He didn't want to explain.
