Thinking that Master Zhiyu is actually Miss Bu Yu's biological mother, and the young lady's closeness to her is natural, my earlier words, although meant to protect, may have overstepped boundaries.
Xiaoqing bit her lip in apology: "Miss, I was out of line earlier, I just...."
Su Li tilted her head and waved her hand, speaking soothingly: "During the twenty years of my disappearance, it was Sister Bu Yu who stayed with my parents, and my mother's affection for her is understandable."
"It's just a Glazed Lamp, let her have it if she wants it."
Xiaoqing: "Alright, I'll send it to Miss Bu Yu in a while. Don't be sad, Miss. When the True Monarch returns, he will surely make it up to you with something better."
After speaking, Xiaoqing carried the Glazed Lamp in her hands, walking out heavily, looking quite reluctant.
Su Li watched her leave leisurely, turning her head nonchalantly, and slowly swept her gaze around the room.
