Gu Changsheng's palm-sized little face rubbed against his palm, her voice still sleepy, "After all, we've known each other for some time, and I'm worried that in a fit of anger, you'd vent it all on him..."
Zhou Mu, upon hearing this, shook his head indulgently, "Does Your Highness see me as such a tyrant in your heart, so unreasonable and overbearing?"
"His name is Du Chenzhi, the son of Du Mingli."
The moment the name Du Mingli was mentioned, Gu Changsheng could clearly feel Zhou Mu's hand stiffen.
"Evildoer, so much time has passed since the incident of that year, if you can't forget it, then you must learn to face it. Let's start by confronting Du Chenzhi... The knot in one's heart is the hardest to untie; the incident in the Eastern Palace ten years ago, to instill a fear of fire in someone as strong as Zhou Mu, shows how much it affected him."
"Changsheng!" Zhou Mu's voice contained a slight tremble of chill.