The next morning, Xie Fang quickly washed his face, changed his robe and set out to search for the Regent—his suspected husband.
As soon as he was wheeled outside, the cold air hit his face, causing him to shiver. He cast his gaze toward the lake on the side. A school of fish was swimming there, their mouths opening to release tiny bubbles from time to time.
Gazing at the carefree school of fish, Xie Fang's brows softened. It reminded him of his pampered and carefree life in the previous world.
"This minister greets Your Highness."
Just as the Prince was wheeled out of his courtyard by an attendant, a man appeared in front of him.
Zhang Zhenhua had a smile on his face. He greeted the Prince politely. "Is Your Highness out to get some fresh air?"
"No, I was heading toward the Regent's courtyard." Xie Fang replied nonchalantly.
"Oh..." Zhang Zhenhua paused before shyly saying, "It seems I disturbed His Highness."
