Song Ci spoke frankly, appearing blunt, but openly flattering the Emperor.
Ha, who said the Song Family's Grand Madam only knows farming?
Look at this straightforward flattery, who dares to argue with that?
"The chosen one, even the Grand Madam of the Song praises him," Consort Fan said with a half-smile.
Song Ci glanced sideways, seeing the dark circles under her eyes that even makeup couldn't hide. She wasn't as radiant as she used to be, presumably having lost sleep after learning who her son's betrothed was.
Ha, knowing her son's awkward position, she should be flattering and currying favor with the Song Minister's Mansion, yet instead, she looks for trouble everywhere. Is she thinking of standing by her family?
