As he had expected, Jin Ziyuan's expression changed instantly when he heard the three words "third prince's consort."
"That is the fifth prince's concubine, from whom did you hear 'third prince's consort'?" he said coldly.
The look in his eyes was as if it could freeze someone solid.
Gu Youyou spoke directly, "It's said this matter is an Imperial Family secret, but no matter how secret, things always leak out; you can't wrap fire with paper. If I'm not mistaken, your father is the third prince, and she is your mother?"
"No, she does not deserve to be a mother; she is nothing more than a lowly concubine, a plaything for men."
Jin Ziyuan was furious, veins on his forehead bulging as he clenched his fists, seemingly struggling mightily to contain something.
Gu Youyou, seeing his demeanor, felt a little intimidated and took a step back, but softly urged.