Fu Junzhuo gave her younger sister a strange look. "Didn't you used to hate this kind of foppish young master the most?"
"Did I?" Fu Junyu's gaze flickered. "I think he's all right. He's not quite like the other dandies."
"What's different about him?" Fu Junzhuo snorted disdainfully. "Doesn't he still like hanging around pretty girls?"
"He's just different, all right." Fu Junyu touched the triangular prism in her arms, but in the end, she did not take it out to share with her sister.
By then, Song Qingshu had arrived at the Crown Prince of Goryeo's room. The Crown Prince received him, and the two chatted idly about the customs and local conditions of Goryeo and Southern Song.
After a while, the Crown Prince of Goryeo said, "Young Master Jia, I presume you did not come to see me merely to discuss such matters?"
Song Qingshu glanced at him. "I've been observing you ever since I came in. Your Highness seems to be in an exceptionally good mood today?"
"I'm in a fairly good mood every day." The Crown Prince of Goryeo neither confirmed nor denied it.
Song Qingshu said, "Yet two important figures in your country have died in succession, while Your Highness is so delighted. That seems rather abnormal."
The Crown Prince of Goryeo said coolly, "I know what Young Master Jia wants to say. But everything requires evidence. Don't blame me just because you can't find the culprit."
Song Qingshu studied his eyes carefully but could not detect any flaw. "Your Highness should be careful these days. General Jin also died suddenly after speaking with me. I would hate for Your Highness to follow in his footsteps."
The Crown Prince of Goryeo's eyes narrowed. "Are you threatening me?"
"No." Song Qingshu shook his head. "I'm merely