Deng Jieyu secretly gritted her teeth, indeed, every time it involved Prince Rong, the Empress would become sharp-tongued, no longer the previously calm and indifferent figure, pretending she didn't want power, it was all fake. If it weren't for her son being so young... Deng Jieyu hid the unwillingness in her eyes, and when she raised her head, she wore a cheerful mask: "Empress, you shouldn't have said that. It's all my fault for being talkative, it's just that I'm afraid outsiders will misunderstand that the Prince isn't pleased with the marriage being bestowed."
"After all, Lord Chu's injury truly makes people worry."
