Xie Jianyu doted on him, so naturally he would be inclined to grant him this request.
The problem lay with his husband, Supreme General Zhang Fengxi, who would rather be stabbed by a thousand needles than let his wife spend hours in another palace, allegedly giving another omega a lesson in cultivation.
"No."
Zhang Fengxi's refusal was a single word, his facial skin stretched taut over the underlying muscles.
Xie Jianyu, who was sitting next to him with little Zhang Yueting in his arms, could only let out a heavy sigh.
"Fengxi..." He began, only to be interrupted by his husband.
"No, Jianbao. No. You are busy enough. When you are not going around handling your Crown Princely tasks, you should be home with our children. Mingrui and Junjie, not to mention Tingting, need you desperately. You cannot go to Shuiran Palace every day to tutor Jiang Muchen's prospective bride!"
Jiang Muchen gritted his teeth.
"I was asking my Little Uncle, and not you!" He snapped at Zhang Fengxi.
