"It's nothing." Rong Sheng's words were brief and emotionless.
It was impossible to tell that she was actually Chu Xi's mother.
She seemed like an unfeeling stranger, treating everyone the same.
Su Chenyang saw Rong Sheng being so cold and detached. As he walked out of Wei Yang Palace, he felt something wasn't right, so he approached Song Huaining, "Ning'er, did you bring a little wooden doll?"
Song Huaining immediately took out the little wooden doll from her pouch. She pouted slightly as she spoke, seemingly a bit upset, "I originally wanted to give it to the princess, but it seems the princess doesn't like it…"
She hadn't been able to give the wooden doll as a gift, and thinking about it made her feel sad!
Su Chenyang took the wooden doll from her hand, "If you're the one giving it, the princess will definitely like it."
He ran back and placed the wooden doll on Chu Xi's pillow, then returned to Song Huaining's side to leave the palace together with the others.
