In the capital city, within a secluded residence in the North Market, Wang Siqi and Wang Siyao were drinking and chatting in a room. Meanwhile, Prince Zheng was "playing a game" in another room.
The sounds of silk strings, whips, screams, wails, and laughter intertwined, sending shivers down one's spine.
Wang Siqi heard Prince Zheng's excited laughter, frowned disdainfully, and remarked, "It's a good thing this place is secretive; the sounds won't travel outside."
Wang Siyao glanced in the direction of Prince Zheng's voice and sneered, "Ever since returning to the capital, he's been holding it in. Now he's even crazier than usual."
"Why is he so mad?" Wang Siqi deliberately put on a puzzled expression, "None of the other royals behave like Prince Zheng, and none of the Wang family members have such crazy habits either."
Wang Siyao didn't speak but gave Wang Siqi a weird look.
