On this evening when the Princes were tormented by their guilty conscience, carefully choosing their words and writing their written self-criticism, Shen Qi returned home with a pile of rewards from the Emperor, and sat in Xie Mingwang’s room.
She had just finished explaining the Second Prince’s scheme to Xie Mingwang.
Xie Mingwang, on the other hand, sat on a chair, feeling somewhat disillusioned. How could the Crown Prince be so foolish?
“Cough, cough~” Shen Qi lightly played with her fingernails, subtly glancing at the clear wine she had brought in. “By the way, Master Xie, shouldn’t you fulfill your promise as well?”
Xie Mingwang hesitated for two Seconds. “Alright, I am not someone who doesn’t keep their word.”
After all, he wasn’t the one at a disadvantage!
Thinking this, Xie Mingwang poured a cup of wine, lowered his head, and held the cup with his teeth, slowly approaching Shen Qi.