The journey back to the palace is still long. Zhao Xi collected his thoughts and looked at him, "Song Hao."
Yuanbao paused for a moment before responding, "What's the matter?"
Anyone who knows his nickname would call "Yuanbao," except for Zhao Xi, who always coldly called him by his full name, "Song Hao." He was so used to the nickname that sometimes he didn't realize Zhao Xi was calling him.
As a competent prince, Zhao Xi was keenly perceptive and sensitive, "You just introduced the life story of Song Sicheng to me. Why did I not hear anything about your biological mother?"
At first, Yuanbao blurted out "My mother," and Zhao Xi always thought he was referring to his biological mother, until he mentioned Jinbao, then Zhao Xi realized it was his stepmother.
Yuanbao asked him, "Since when did Your Highness become so interested in other people's affairs?"
Zhao Xi remained the same in expression, "I just wanted to correct your habit of speaking with inconsistent logic."
