Yu Hai was startled by the last words of the Eighth Prince, and a chill crept into his heart.
He forced himself to say, "Anyway, we can't let the Fourth Prince benefit."
The Eighth Prince smiled slightly, "I hope Zheng Rang is as smart as his father."
Zheng Rang, who was working at Lanyuan Pavilion, suddenly felt a chill race up the back of his neck. In that instant, he felt as if he was being watched by a cold and dangerous snake.
Zhao Yao returned to the Kunde Hall and discussed with Liang Zhaoyi about the son of Grand Commandant Zheng.
Liang Zhaoyi had heard of it; the news had already spread through the harem, causing quite a stir.
Noble Princess Consort Rong and the others were already inquiring if Zheng Rang and Zheng Cheng were married. If they were not married or engaged, they wanted to propose their nieces to the brothers.
"What do you think of Grand Commandant Zheng's son?"
