Zhaohua frowned deeply, "Yanyan, mother has only you as a child, and no one can disturb your position! But do you understand your mother's loneliness?"
Xia Muyan looked at her, always feeling that the mother in front of her was particularly unfamiliar.
"If mother truly loved father, why would there be so many paramours?" Xia Muyan bit her lip and asked directly.
Zhaohua's face sank, "I am the Princess. Men can have multiple wives and concubines; why can't I?"
"But this person has debts of blood!"
Xia Muyan shouted, "I love mother too, so I would never allow him to harm you! That's why I let the female ghosts possess me; I'd rather help them eliminate the consort than let him hurt you!"
Her words moved Zhaohua intensely.
"Zhaohua..."
Tang Jing lamented, trying to pull back Zhaohua's favoritism.
"Enough!"
Zhaohua closed her eyes, and when she reopened them, conveyed a determined conviction.
