Huh?
My own elder brother was also a prince, but he too once fell from grace.
If you think about it that way, Chen Fuli and his brother do seem to share a similar sense of being "fellow sufferers in the same boat".
Oh dear! What am I thinking about?
My brother is critically ill, and my sister went to take care of him. Instead of praying for their early return, I'm here thinking about all sorts of random things.
"Xie Zhen greets the Heir Apparent of the Marquis of Anle!"
Xie Zhen shook her head, shaking off all those messy thoughts.
He clasped his small fists and politely bowed to Chen Fuli.
Chen Fuli smiled faintly, his demeanor refined and handsome. "Thank you for your courtesy, young master!"
"Actually, speaking of which, I am related to Young Master Xie by marriage."
Xie Zhen: ...Is she trying to curry favor with me?
But why did they come at the very moment when their elder brother and sister were not around?
There's something wrong with Chen Fuli!
Xie Zhen remained calm and composed.
He smiled innocently, just like an ordinary child.
However, they had already become more vigilant.
"The mistress of the Xie family is surnamed Chen. She is a princess of my Southern Dynasty and my aunt."
"Back in Jiankang, I visited the Xie family many times, and Auntie treated me like her own child!"
"Alas, what a pity, the heavens are jealous of beauty, and my aunt passed away so young."
At this point, Chen Fuli's eyes were already moist.
He covered his face with his sleeve, gently wiped away his tears, and continued to be sentimental: "Fortunately, Auntie left behind many things."
“When your aunt left, you were still young, cousin, so you probably don’t remember what she looked like.”
"Coincidentally, among my aunt's belongings was a portrait painted by my uncle—"
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