"Rong'er, why does the Empress Dowager keep saying 'Aijia, Aijia'? What does Aijia mean?"
On the way back, the curious Qian'er transformed into a little question machine.
Zhao Rong, not bothered at all, turned his head and patiently explained:
"It's a self-reference used by a widowed Empress Dowager or Empress. Their Emperor husbands have passed away, and to show their immense sorrow and mourning, they call themselves Aijia."
"I see... sorrow and mourning..."
Qian'er suddenly understood and pondered, "Then Rong'er, if by chance you unfortunately pass away and leave Miss and me behind, should we also call ourselves Aijia?"
Zhao Rong: "......???"
Goodness, she can bid farewell to this young master with just one sentence, thinking you might.
The air grew quiet for a moment.
"You could, but there's no need."
A young Confucian Scholar nodded, then leapt at her, moving like a rabbit.
The little girl twisted her waist and dodged like an eel.
