Song Wei had just arrived home, and with the poetry competition being months past, Xie Zheng felt no need to bring it up and add to Song Wei's troubles. He simply reminded him tactfully, "From now on, you should be wary of that traitor Hao Yun; he's quite skilled at stabbing people in the back."
Seeing his serious expression, Song Wei vaguely guessed something was up, and likely not something good. He didn't inquire further, just nodded and responded with an "Mm".
Song Wei appeared more composed and mature than he had a year ago.
Xie Zheng knew well that Song Wei was someone with a guarded heart, so he changed the topic, "Yesterday, my aunt paid a return visit and picked up two fish from our place, saying they were to nourish the body of your cousin's wife. I heard my mother mention it briefly; could it be she's expecting?"
