The speaker has no intention, but the listener takes it to heart.
Prince Qi put down the teacup in his hand, his expression slightly sad, and said slowly: "I've always known the days at the Northern Border are harsh, but I never imagined my third brother lived so bitterly. Three Brother never mentioned any of this while in the Northern Border, as if he had no plans to return once he left."
His voice halted several times, as he spoke with emotion.
Prince Qi was already handsome, making it difficult for anyone not to want to comfort him in such a state.
Treasure Bead toyed with the idea of risking being driven out by the Old Madam to offer some comforting words, but in the end, she dared not speak.
Old Madam Gu sighed, her voice was very low, mixed with an indescribable desolation.
"Why does Your Highness bring it up again? It's all in the past."
