When Princess Huayang heard this, her face instantly darkened. To think she had even gone to the trouble of preparing a birthday gift for Rong An's niece.
She hadn't expected Shi Rou to be so utterly tactless.
Rong An frowned and said to Madam Shi, "Sister, Rou'er is thirteen now. She's not a child anymore. She should know that some things can't be said so carelessly."
Madam Shi pulled on Shi Rou's sleeve. "Rou'er, stop talking nonsense. Go on and take your cousin and the Princess to your seats in the bamboo grove."
Shi Rou pouted. "Mother, I'm not talking nonsense. Auntie has waited for Uncle for over twelve years—I've grown up so much in that time. Ever since I was born, Auntie has been waiting for Uncle to return to Chang'an."
