Feng Zhiwei lifted her eyes and looked into the young girl's face. Her pair of clear eyes shone with a mirror-like clarity that seemed to capture the fine motes of dust drifting in the air — this pair of eyes were the only part of her that did not fit her…
After a moment, Feng Zhiwei gently pulled her hand out of the Princess's grasp, smiling lightly as she replied. "Your Highness, I do not understand what you are saying."
"You do understand." Shao Ning finished, quickly regaining her calm after she finished her speech. "You know what he has done, and you understand what he is planning for you. You understand, and you should listen to me."
Feng Zhiwei paused in silence before speaking. "Your Highness, he is your elder brother."