Lei Wanxi walked past Prince Nianzu's chamber and sighed. 'I miss you, and I am angry at you. Brother never loved me.' Lei Wanxi walked ahead and pulled out the fan from his sash. After his mother's lecture, Lei Wanxi was feeling strange.
"What is happening in the Palace? My mother talked badly about Brother Sheng. I used to think only Zhu Lin considered me weak, but I was wrong." He moved the fan gently against his face and halted at his place.
"I am craving for something good. That pungent smell is still in my nostrils. It's making me sick," Lei Wanxi muttered. He closed the fan in his hand and took out the perfume from his pocket. Taking the scent of it, he felt good. "Brother Nianzu gifted me this perfume. Now, only his memories are left behind. It's so sickening. First Hu Jingguo left this world and then Brother Nianzu left the Palace," he put the lid over the perfume bottle and put it inside his pocket.