Stirring

"Jun'er!" the middle-aged man said sternly. "Do not speak too much!"

The handsome young man smiled. "Yes, Master. I meant no disrespect toward the Imperial Son-in-Law. I was merely curious and asked a few more questions."

Li Cunren said, "Little Meng, this is not curiosity. You clearly bear hostility toward the Twelfth Imperial Son-in-Law."

He shook his head with a smile. "There are plenty in the world who are hostile toward my brother-in-law. You are hardly one more than matters."

Meng Enjun, the handsome young man, waved his hand. "Your Highness has truly misunderstood."

"What have I misunderstood?" Li Cunren chuckled.

Meng Enjun hurriedly said, "I hold no..."

"Stop." Li Cunren raised a hand and chuckled. "No need to explain."

"I..."

"A real man dares to act and bear the consequences, dares to love and hate." Li Cunren smiled. "As Elder Zhou's direct disciple, do you not even dare to speak the truth?"

"..." Meng Enjun only felt that Li Cunren's words were razor-sharp, as precise as a sword.

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly. "Young people. There is no helping it."

No matter how high one's aptitude, one's temperament was still that of the young. Before experiencing or seeing through the love between men and women, one could not understand it.

Only after going through it once, or several times, did one cease to place such weight on feelings. Only after taking them lightly could one truly calm down.

These were experiences that had to be had. They could not be skipped.

Li Cunren smiled. "Among the young men of our Phoenix Dynasty, which one does not like Twelfth Sister? Some like her more, some less. There is nothing shameful about it."

Meng Enjun said, "Since Your Highness puts it that way, then I shall admit it."

Li