Even though her demeanor was sufficiently humble, Ye Jiuxiao still didn't spare her a glance.
"The chasm between the Prince and Nanli is so vast, it's only natural for her to feel insecure…"
"Clamor!"
Lu Xinyue had wanted to badmouth Chu Nanli some more, but to her surprise, Ye Jiuxiao's attitude was even colder than before.
And even more forbidding.
Lu Xinyue didn't look for the reason within herself, but rather was certain that there must be some problem between the two of them.
The Empress Dowager had been paying close attention to them, and seeing Ye Jiuxiao's cold expression, she couldn't help but interject to smooth things over.
"I think the plays performed by the troupe today were quite good, especially the one that just finished—a story of scholars and beauties, truly touching."
She shifted her gaze to Ye Jiuxiao and continued, "Don't you think?"
"Mother may have forgotten, your son has never been fond of such things."
