After the peach blossoms had fallen, the bare branches intertwined, creating sparse shadows in the light. Xie Xun noticed that Fengyu wanted to say something as she spoke of the upbringing of women from noble families. Fengyu had a habit—when she wanted to discuss something important, she would first test the waters, speaking indirectly, leaving hints that concealed her true intent—put simply, her words often carried deeper meanings. If she were speaking with Xie Jue, the communication might have been smoother, as Xie Jue could easily grasp her underlying message.
But Xie Xun was accustomed to Fengyu's approach, waiting for her to provide a preamble first, then revealing her hints before finally expressing her true thoughts more plainly. He had always been the one guiding Fengyu in how to communicate with him.
"While I was in Ningzhou, I kept to myself and didn't stir up romantic entanglements. Why are we suddenly talking about concubines and multiple wives?"
