Feng Yexuan pursed his lips, and now, it was his turn to fall silent.
Feng Wuya looked at Leng Ji, "What exactly is going on?"
Leng Ji only looked at Feng Yexuan, hesitating to speak.
If the Prince himself isn't speaking, how dare he express his own opinion?
After all, the person in question would be the Prince's wife who hadn't yet entered the household, his future mistress.
To speak ill behind the mistress's back would be against loyalty and righteousness!
Unexpectedly, this time, it was Feng Yexuan who took the initiative, "Whatever you want to say, just say it. Today, this Prince also wants to hear your opinion."
"Your subordinate..."
Leng Ji felt honored but still dared not speak too freely.
Feng Yexuan snorted coldly, "If you don't speak, get out!"
"I want to say it!"
Leng Ji had been following Feng Yexuan for so many years, how could he hold back what he wanted to say?
"My Prince, Prince Wuya."