Di Fuyi held his tongue until he was finished with the playback. With a smile, he said, "Gu Xietian, let me ask you, how long had Gu Tianchao not seen Gu Xijiu?"
"Tianchao had just made it home about ten days ago and Xijiu had always been in her own retreat in isolation. They had only met each other the day before yesterday… they hadn’t seen each other for approximately half a year," explain Gu Xietian, panic-stricken.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course! Both of them, brother and sister, had always been in peace without any conflicts, they got along quite well. Tianchao would always bring a gift to Xijiu every time he came home and she was quite attached to him as well. It was always a happy homecoming. The day before yesterday was just an accident. They were both acting on impulse at that very instant." Gu Xietian was doing his utmost to help his son get away by making his mistake sound less serious than it seemed.
