"Mother, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have upset you!"
Emperor Yongcheng lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt before He Tiantian.
Seeing him like this, He Tiantian silently said to herself, "Here it comes."
Immediately, she felt a pang of sorrow for the original character.
See, this is your dear son.
You were angered to the point of fainting, and as soon as you come to, your son is here to press you!
Yes, pressing!
He Tiantian, during her unconsciousness, had already accepted both versions of the plot.
Thus, He Tiantian knew clearly that Emperor Yongcheng harbored no real familial affection towards the original character.
His kneeling was not out of sincere remorse; he was continuing to "request".
Ah, how deep must his feelings be for his beloved, or does he simply not care about his own mother?
She had just awakened, not even catching a breath, when—
"Mother, I do not love the Nineteenth Lady of the Wang Family; the one I love is Nianer!"
