King Xiang is the cousin of King Yan. According to seniority, Wei Zi has to call him cousin.
However, Feng Danyuan was not keen on socializing. He could count all the people in the royal family who had contact with him on one hand, and King Xiang was not among them. He was also too lazy to attend the royal banquet, so Wei Zi, as Princess Chen, simply
I have never met King Xiang, and I don’t know what his temperament is.
Seeing Master Luo's expression of embarrassment, and hearing that King Xiang had suppressed Feng Jiachi's incident, Wei Zi vaguely guessed that it would be difficult to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy, at least not as easy as inspecting Sun He's body.
"How about I investigate further, and when I have clear clues, I can then ask King Xiang to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy?" Mr. Luo said after thinking about it for a while.
Wei Zi nodded.
She knew very well that she was not good at interpersonal communication, so she was not sure about convincing a cousin she had never met before.
At this moment, she suddenly missed Feng Danyuan. If he was here, what would it mean?
"Okay, I'll think of a way." Wei Zi could only say this.
After Mr. Luo left, Feng Weihuan came, followed by Qiqiao still carrying a food box.
"It's time to drink bird's nest."
Wei Zi suddenly thought that she didn't know about the royal family, but Feng Weihuan knew!
"Wei Huan, what is the relationship between Prince Yan's Palace and Prince Xiang's Palace?"
"Ha." Feng Weihuan rolled his eyes without any manners.
"My father and the King of Xiang are not on the right track?" Wei Zi guessed when he saw this.
"Correction, King Xiang is not on the right track with anyone." Feng Weihuan handed the spoon to Wei Zi, with a clear meaning: eat.
Wei Zi had to take two bites and continued to ask: "Why?"
Feng Weihuan shook her head and tutted: "Sister-in-law, you really don't care about the gossip in the imperial capital at all." As she said that, she winked at Qiqiao: "Let Princess Chen know that the parents of Prince Xiang's Mansion are ill-informed."
Qiqiao cleared her throat and began to use her expertise of "knowing everything about the imperial capital": "Prince Xiang is a very old-fashioned prince. The rules in the palace are strictly in accordance with the rules of the ancestors. No mistakes can be made. If there is a mistake, the family law will be followed."
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"I heard - I heard that last year his four-year-old great-grandson threw a bowl while eating, and the King of Hunan punished the great-grandson to kneel down in the ancestral hall. Even the adults couldn't stand the cold ancestral hall in the winter, and the children must have been crying.
However, King Xiang was not soft-hearted at all. In the end, the little great-grandson fell ill, and the grandson's daughter-in-law was so angry that she carried the little great-grandson back to her parents' home. The king of Xiang felt that the grandson's daughter-in-law did not know etiquette and wanted his grandson to divorce his wife. The grandson would rather leave the Prince of Xiang's palace.
He refuses to divorce his wife."
Qiqiao sighed: "That matter was such a big deal - in the end it was the prince who came forward as a peacemaker and calmed the matter down."
Feng Weihuan continued to add: "Sister-in-law, you also know that my eldest brother and my father have been at odds with each other over the years. Every time the King of Xiang and my father met, he would criticize and educate my father, saying that he could not let his eldest brother do this or that.
Is your father willing to go to Prince Xiang’s palace?"
Wei Zi couldn't help but frown: "Forget it that he only cares about the affairs of his palace, what does the affairs of Prince Yan's palace have to do with him?"
"Who knows! Maybe he has to deal with things that are not in line with the rules of his ancestors. I'm just wondering, does the ancestor of the Feng family have so many rules?" Feng Weihuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes again.
