Li Hongyuan ignored her words, picked up his brush and continued to write.
"Aren't your hands cold?" Concubine Jin handed him the hand warmer she held in her embrace.
Li Hongyuan glanced at it and placed it on his lap.
Concubine Jin said, "You were so irrational, beating Wenren Zong in the street. Have you ever thought about the consequences? Now that you are locked up here, you are completely unaware of the things happening outside. In three months, when you are released, everything will have changed. By then, Jiang Ning will have married Wenren Zong, and your position as the Crown Prince will be snatched away by the King of Chen."
"I didn't think about that at the time."
"Why not? When did you become so impulsive?"
"Because I was angry."