Outside the Imperial Study.
Prince Xiao and Prince Zhou stood under the corridor, exchanging a glance before both let out a heavy snort.
Prince Xiao adjusted his collar, which had been pulled into disarray, noticing that the embroidery on the collar was fraying. Inwardly, he cursed the strength of the third brother, suspecting he wanted to take the opportunity to scratch him.
But considering that the incident happened in his own mansion, he felt somewhat guilty and at a loss. After pondering a bit, he solemnly clasped his hands towards Prince Zhou in a respectful gesture.
Prince Zhou's eyelid twitched, saying, "What are you doing?"
A weasel paying respects to a chicken—no good intentions.
"No matter what, the incident with Consort Bai happened in Prince Xiao's Mansion. I'm inevitably at fault. If it weren't for my negligence, this tragedy wouldn't have occurred. Brother Three, I hereby apologize to you. I'm sorry."
