Facing the varied expressions of the Empress and Chen Tuo, Feng Xun remained unfazed.
As if just moments ago, witnessing their shameless behavior, he had no reaction.
"Your Majesty, it is getting late. Since King Kaijiang has arrived, this official will take his leave first." Feng Xun's nearly indifferent gaze, sharp as a knife, pierced into the heart of the Empress.
She had a premonition that Feng Xun had long known about her ambiguous relationship with Chen Tuo.
When did he find out?
The Empress had always thought she had a thorough understanding of Feng Xun.
But now it seemed, this child had seen through him long ago.
His request to leave the Imperial Palace, to leave Beiqing, was it also because he had long noticed a change in the way she looked at him?
The Empress's heart ached severely, her greatest fear had still come to pass—Feng Xun had witnessed a side of her unknown to others.
