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Changchun Palace.
Unlike the composed and leisurely Consort Shu brewing tea, the Sixth Prince seemed restless, rubbing his hands and pacing back and forth incessantly.
Consort Shu finished brewing the tea, poured herself a cup, raised it to take in its aroma, and only then looked at the Sixth Prince: "How many times have I told you—don't panic when things happen. In this regard, you'll never surpass your Third Brother."
Hearing this, the Sixth Prince froze on the spot, his face revealing displeasure.
Third Brother, Third Brother—always Third Brother!
In Mother Consort's eyes, Third Brother was always the best.
Consort Shu drank her tea without looking at the Sixth Prince, but she already knew what he was thinking: "Don't be upset. Mother Consort is saying this for your own good."
The Sixth Prince let out a mocking laugh: "For my good? I think it's more likely for Third Brother, isn't it?"
"Bang!"
