Tang Zan sneered, "Grandma, have you forgotten? We've been exiled for so long, have we received a single letter from her? The only one who stood by us was Pei Shu'er."
"If it weren't for her, we couldn't even think of returning to the Capital, let alone reaching the Deserted Mountain."
Old Madam Tang's expression turned grim. She glanced at Pei Shu'er, who was eating with her head down.
She felt a pang of guilt.
But the issue was indeed about the continuation of the lineage.
Pei Shu'er's womb probably also can't bear children. Thinking of this, she felt a bit of heartache and held Pei Shu'er's hand.
"Shu'er, Grandma knows you must have suffered from hardships and exhaustion during the journey of exile, and even went into the water to catch fish, resulting in this ailment."
"But the issue of offspring must be resolved."
Pei Shu'er also knew that for ancient people, the issue of offspring was indeed important.
