"My son, do you have some good news? Why are you dressed so spiritedly today?"
King Jin's mouth curled into a smile with an unclear meaning, and he whispered, "Indeed, there is good news. Would Mother like to hear it?"
"Yes, of course, I'd like to hear it. Tell me, my son, what is the good news?" The emaciated face of the Empress rarely showed a smile.
King Jin glanced briefly at Nanny Li, and the Empress then instructed Nanny Li to take the others and leave.
Only the two of them remained in the hall. King Jin felt dejected, a sour feeling rising in his heart.
He had thought it all through these past days; he knew that just like him, his own mother was also just a sacrifice.
Her aged appearance, almost catching up to that of his father, the Emperor.
When had she, who always cared so much for her well-being, become like this?
And that Nanny Li by her side, every time they talked about the matter of borrowing seed, it was her who was soothing them.
