"Though I never received motherly affection from Her Majesty, throughout all my life I had always wanted to show you the proper gratitude a child would to his mother when on occasions you granted me a new set of clothes, or sent charcoals to fire up the brazier in winter, or when you sent over holiday treats such as figs and sweetmeat." Yū Miko's eyes grew impossibly wide as Shufeng spoke. Whatever he was saying she couldn't make sense of it. "Therefore, today is the day that I wish to express my gratitude for your seldom deeds of benevolence," pursued Shufeng. Thus, in spite of her fiend-like words, Shufeng stood up, cupped his hands to his chest and bowed his head deeply.