"You were so mischievous back then, running around all over like a little rascal. You often gave Xinlian headaches, yet she couldn't bring herself to hit you."
Shen Juncheng gazed at the magnolia tree, and for a moment, he too was lost in memories.
His mother doted on him and couldn't bear to hit him no matter what...
The old Princess Consort sighed. Seeing that Cheng'er remained silent, she realized she might have touched a sore spot and promptly changed the subject.
As one gets older, fatigue comes easily. After some post-meal chatter, the old Princess Consort went for an afternoon nap.
Accommodations in the back courtyard were personally arranged by Princess Consort Sui.
They stayed at the Wind Pavilion and Water Pavilion, a place he and his mother had stayed before. Shen Juncheng suddenly felt nostalgic for the fleeting nature of time.
