Sitting in the carriage returning to the mansion, Prince Kang was still in shock.
Feng Fuce and Zhi'er sat on the same side, both looking at him with different expressions.
Causing Prince Kang to feel slightly guilty and lower his head.
Somehow, he began to admit his mistakes.
"Linger in the brothel often, it's my fault, I was just feeling stifled inside and wanted to seek some fun."
Zhi'er blinked her big eyes and asked, "Destroying the hairpin that Fifth Brother painstakingly crafted, was that also because you wanted to vent your frustration?"
Prince Kang was taken aback.
Only then did he understand, the little one was upset about this incident.
Prince Kang slapped his thigh, "Zhi'er, this is a misunderstanding, Third Uncle didn't mean to destroy his things, during a quarrel he tried to snatch it, and I accidentally let go, causing it to be thrown."
Zhi'er crossed her arms and let out a cute but fierce snort.
"Did you apologize for breaking someone else's things?"
