She looked at Xianmo; his smiling eyes were alluring, but she could tell he was very unhappy.
Feng Guang touched his nose, floated over to his side and said, "I'll tell you what it means to be knowledgeable about human affairs, but you can't be angry with me."
He blinked slightly.
"Ahem..." Clearing her throat, she began her explanation, "To be knowledgeable, naturally means to understand, and human affairs... actually refers to sexual matters, um, that is, a man and a woman..."
She stammered and spoke at length, mainly because she didn't know how to express herself in a tactful way that he would understand. In the end, she finished speaking, her face flushed red. "Amo, do you understand what I'm saying?"
Xianmo's expression was already very bad. He picked up a cup from the table and threw it at the group of women, who immediately panicked.
"Lu Youde, tell them to get out!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." This was the first time Lu Youde had ever seen His Highness so angry. He didn't dare to linger and quickly led the group of women out.
So what if she was a woman sent by the emperor?
The eldest prince was a ruthless character who could cut off a person's hand with his sword when he was only thirteen years old without even flinching.
"Ah Mo..." Feng Guang asked tremblingly, "What's wrong with you?"
Xianmo's sudden outburst just now really startled her. Over the years, as Xianmo has grown older, no matter what happens, he has learned to always appear calm and collected. Not only can others not tell what this child is thinking, but even Fengguang can no longer see through him.
Xianmo didn't say anything. He went straight back to his room. By the time Fengguang tried to follow him in, he had already closed the door. He said from the other side of the door, "Don't come in!"
Fengguang, who was about to pass through the wall, paused.
After a moment, his voice came from the other end, much calmer, "Fengguang, let me calm down."
"Okay..." She squatted down against the door, wondering if she had been too blunt and shocked his values. But she quickly thought that Xianmo would eventually understand these things. She couldn't let him call his bride to the martial arts arena to watch him practice swordsmanship on his wedding night.
She thought she should give him time to process this.
They waited and waited until late at night.
The door opened, and Xian Moyi stood in the doorway, his expression as calm as ever, his lips slightly pursed. He asked, "Feng Guang, are you still here?"
"Here!" Feng Guang, who had been squatting in the corner drawing circles, immediately stood up. Seeing that his expression was as usual, she asked, "Are you calmed down?"
"Um."
"That's good. You don't need to feel embarrassed. Everyone goes through this kind of thing; it's only human nature."
"Then how did Feng Guang know about these things?"
“This…” she fiddled with her fingers, but answered immediately after a moment: “I have lived longer than you, so I have read more books and know more things than you.”
Xianmo paused for a second, then said, "You said... when boys reach thirteen or fourteen, they have... they have those kinds of fantasies, why don't I have any?"
"Didn't you know nothing before? And you were so focused on practicing swordsmanship, it's normal that you didn't succeed."
No… After listening to her explanation, he tried it in his room for a day, but no illusions occurred.
"Scenic views".
"ah?"
"Let me draw a portrait of you. I want to see what you look like."
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