Neither of the two parties are ones he can afford to offend.
"Prefect He, tell the Prince Zhan and me about the 'good deeds' of Dowager Consort Yu and the Fifteenth Prince." An Jiuyue tapped the table lightly, commanding him.
"Uh."
Prefect He choked up, pursed his lips, unsure of what to do.
He raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, frightened to death.
How should he speak? After all, that was the Fifteenth Prince, a member of the royal family. If he said something unpleasant here and the people in the capital heard it, wouldn't they...
He hadn't done anything particularly bad in his life, why force him like this?
"Dowager Consort Yu and the Fifteenth Prince... haven't done any 'good deeds'... uh, no, it's not like that, Prince Zhan, Prince An Yang, ever since Dowager Consort Yu and the Fifteenth Prince arrived in Ying City, I have only met them a few times. I really don't know much about them."
What could he say? He could only feign ignorance.
