Zhao Guihua had regained consciousness, but she was too weak to move and lay silently on Zhou Laoda's back.
Upon hearing Zhao Mingyue's words, Dafu replied, "There are too many of us to squeeze into your courtyard. Let's move to the courtyard next door."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mingyue didn't say anything. He was back, and it was indeed not suitable for Zhou Laoda and Zhao Guihua to live in the same courtyard with them anymore; everyone felt uncomfortable.
Just as Fu and his friends and Zhou Laoda and his wife settled down in the next courtyard, a servant came to announce that Prince Cheng had arrived and wanted to see them.
"What is he doing here?" Although a lot has happened in the past few years, Prince Cheng is not as annoying as before and has not done anything bad, but Zhou Laoda still does not have a good impression of him.
Dafu and the others didn't like him either. It was better not to see him; it was really uncomfortable to face him head-on.
But since they were staying at someone else's house, it wouldn't be right not to see them, so someone led them into the courtyard. Zhou the eldest son and his five sons came out of the house.
But under the sycamore tree in the courtyard stood a man dressed in fine clothes, with a slightly hunched figure and wearing a mask.
The group approached and gave a perfunctory bow, saying, "Greetings, Prince Cheng. May I ask what business Your Highness has with us?"
Prince Cheng clearly sensed the Zhou family's unwelcome attitude towards him, but he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I've come to apologize to you. My mother and I were wrong to do those things to your Zhou family. I'm truly sorry."
They didn't beat around the bush and directly stated their purpose.
Zhou Laoda and Fu Ge were all stunned. They didn't expect Prince Cheng to come and apologize to them in person, which left them at a loss.
After a long silence, Old Zhou finally spoke up: "What's past is past. Just don't come and hurt us again."
Prince Cheng has been punished, which is quite pitiful. Old Master Zhou didn't expect to be so unforgiving.
"Alright, I understand. I'll take my leave now." After saying that, Prince Cheng turned and left. One of his legs had been broken, and he had missed the best time for treatment, so he now walked with a limp.
Watching him stumble away, his steps faltering, the crowd felt a mix of emotions, a barely perceptible hint of pity in their eyes.
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