Jun Zibi sighed: "Being Crown Prince is indeed different. The way you speak is completely different from the way it used to be! "
Feng Qingmo really wanted to give Jun Zibi a slap and make him talk nonsense.
"Come in and take a seat." He led Wu Dai into the East Palace.
Jun Zibi snickered from behind him, coughed twice, held back his laughter, and followed Feng Qingmo into the Eastern Palace.
Sitting opposite to his, Jun Zibi intentionally kept a dark face and did not say a word. Feng Qingmo looked at him and said: "So you came to find trouble with me."
Jun Zibi said: "Who told you to not hesitate to sell your conscience for the sake of your position."
It was Feng Qingmo's turn to sigh. "Little Yu thinks the same, right?"
"I don't know about that." Jun Zibi shrugged his shoulders, "It's not like I'm a worm in her stomach."
"I was not the one who informed you about the Crown’s Master."