'Aunt?'
Nan Chiyou froze for a moment. 'Didn't this woman say that she's Murong Qing's mother?
'How did she become an aunt?'
Nan Chiyou was a little confused; she seemed puzzled.
Murong Qing did not expect the empress to come to his place. He rushed toward Nan Chiyou and was about to say something. However, he suddenly froze for a moment after he saw that brick she was holding behind her. "Maiden Xia Xia, this brick..."
"Oh, I want to smash someone with it," Nan Chiyou honestly said.
'Smash... Someone?'
Murong Qing was even more dumbfounded. 'What happened before I came back?'
However, Nan Chiyou threw the brick to the ground and smiled. "For your sake, I will not do it for now. But if she comes to bother me again, I will not be polite. Sister Qing Han said, if someone shouts at me, just slap her with the brick. After all, my mother will back me up."
The empress's face turned pale.
