It was odd...
"Why would you trouble Awan?"
This time, it was Puyang Zong whose complexion changed.
Feng Yun glanced at him and then turned towards Tu Lan, "Speak."
Tu Lan bit her lower lip, tears streaming down her face in a delicate and pitiable manner, yet she struggled to articulate her words.
"She... and this concubine... Awan and this concubine..."
Feng Yun frowned, only to see Puyang Zong step forward, bowing his head in greeting.
"Princess, this matter is my fault."
His voice was slightly hoarse, weighed down by troubles, "I reside alone in Huaxi, and I truly detest the food provided at the village school. Occasionally, I would dine at Lady Wan's eatery to sate my hunger. It seems this has led to a misunderstanding by Tu Ji."
