They both stared at her, each seeking her approval.
Ji Qingwu smiled. "I'm not taking sides." She spoke slowly, "Your father will have the final say in this matter."
Princess Chen Zhao pressed, "And if Father's decision is wrong? Will Mother still do nothing?"
Hearing this, Yuan Heng frowned. "Watch your tongue."
Ji Qingwu said, "You can only manage the affairs of a position you hold, Zhaozhao. That is a lesson Mother shouldn't have to teach you."
Princess Chen Zhao, seething with frustration, stormed away with her cheeks puffed out in anger.
Ji Qingwu smiled and shook her head. 'The little girl's temper is growing, but it comes and goes quickly. She'll reflect on her own once she's cooled down.'
She gazed at the young man who had grown as tall and handsome as a pine tree, as refined as jade.
Ever since they were little, Yuan Heng had always given in to Jiu Jiu, doting on both his younger sisters to an extreme degree. At times, even Ji Qingwu found it hard to watch.
