The Empress Dowager seemed to have not heard Xiaosuisui's question as she stared at the portrait before her. It depicted a man adorned in a Dragon Robe, wearing a crown, with a short mustache beneath his nose.
"Grandma! This man looks so much like Father Emperor! Is he the previous Emperor, Grandpa?"
This time, the Empress Dowager heard Xiaosuisui's question clearly.
She glanced at the portrait, a complicated expression in her eyes.
"The previous Emperor... why did you have to engage in such unspeakable activities? Sleeping around is one thing, but dying on a woman's belly... Look at our imperial son, your only child. He's now so traumatized he can't even choose a wife."
