"After you."
Seeing Fang Yuanke's stern, scrutinizing expression, Zhang Lanhe had a rough idea of what he wanted to say and followed him away from the table.
"Zhouzhou, stay here and don't wander off. We'll be back once we've sorted things out."
There was no need to worry Xie Huizhou with a war between his elder brother and his husband. They would settle it themselves.
Xie Huizhou: "?"
Were you going to buy oranges?
Fang Yuanke and Zhang Lanhe went out into the corridor, where the bronze bells at the corners of the eaves rang crisply in the wind.
The bright moon hung high, shedding a clear glow and seeming close enough to touch. Below it, colorful lanterns blended beautifully into the nightscape.
The scenery was beautiful, but the tension between Zhang Lanhe and Fang Yuanke only grew thicker. Neither could stand the sight of the other.
The silver-haired beauty feigned innocence. "Brother-in-law, don't tell me you're planning to murder me in secret."
"Enough talk. I'm here for Huizhou." This was Fang Yuanke's first private heart-to-heart with Zhang Lanhe, and being called brother-in-law left him feeling stifled. "I've only just found my family again, and now you're stealing him away from me, you wretched thief."
To Fang Yuanke, Xie Huizhou was the best person in the world. No one deserved him.
What was so good about the Imperial Preceptor? How had he bewitched Xie Huizhou so completely?
Wasn't the Imperial Preceptor just a little good-looking, good at taking care of people, capable, powerful, devoted, rich...
Why did he sound more impressive with every word?
There was no keeping a younger brother at home once he grew up.
The more Fang Yuanke thought about it, the more miserable he felt. Zhang Lanhe had carried his little brother off.
Fang Yuanke asked