Madam Guan looked amusingly at her youngest daughter bustling around diligently, with a look of fawning eagerness and hesitance to speak.
"You silly girl, if you have something on your mind, just ask directly. Why beat around the bush like this?"
Guan Shuyan chuckled awkwardly, walked over to sit beside Madam Guan, hugged her arm, and said with a smile, "Mother, why did Prime Minister Song come to our house?"
Madam Guan smiled and asked back, "Then you guess, why did he come?"
Guan Shuyan said coyly, "If I knew, I wouldn't be asking you."
Madam Guan pinched her little nose and said, "Prime Minister Song works in the same court as your father. If he comes to our house, it's either to discuss state affairs with your father or for personal matters."
"That's like not saying anything at all," Guan Shuyan expressed her dissatisfaction with this answer.
"Then what do you think it is?"
"This..." Guan Shuyan muttered, "How would I know."
