Mu Hongxuan immediately stood in front of Prince Su, blocking that mound of flesh.
"Boohoo... Ziyin, you're being too indifferent to your mother. It's been so long since we've seen each other, don't you miss your mother?" The mound raised her sleeve and cried softly.
"Alright, mother, stop pretending to cry; this trick doesn't work on me." Xie Jiuxiao spoke casually, immune to her cries long ago.
"Hmph, you brat, you have no idea how to cherish beauty, how will you find a wife? Are you destined to live alone forever?"
The Dowager no longer pretended, she flung her sleeve, her face full of fat barely disguising her once delicate features, with no tears at the corner of her eyes.
"Cough, cough, mother, Ziyin already has a fiancée." Emperor Anqing reminded her.
