Song Yunzhao looked at Feng Yi, momentarily at a loss for words. 'This man is a true master of changing his tune to suit the situation.'
Feng Yi had just spoken too quickly. Besides, it was perfectly normal for men to take concubines. Someone like him was the one who wasn't normal.
'But he was happy with it, so what if it wasn't normal?'
Having come this far together, he truly couldn't bear to see Yun Zhao unhappy over such things.
He thought back to the past. After the three concubines had entered the palace, he had never once wondered if they were happy.
'Happy or not, what did that have to do with him?'
But when it came to Zhaozhao, he felt differently.
'See, all men are like this. The one held in their heart is a treasure; the one they don't care for is just a weed.'
