The Duchess said angrily, "Sister-in-law, Tuan'er is Jinniang's son. How is it possible for her to abuse him? As for whether the Crown Prince will punish her or not, it's not up to you!"
After being scolded, Mrs. Zheng finally shut up and awkwardly ate the food in front of her.
In the afternoon, Qiao Jinniang took Tuan'er to the Jin Garden to have him try on the clothes she made for him.
The little rice ball tugged at Qiao Jinniang's sleeve and said, "Mother, what about Daddy's clothes?"
Qiao Jinniang pinched the little rice ball's face and said, "You like Daddy so much?"
The little rice ball sighed. "No, if you don't make clothes for Daddy, he will snatch mine again. The dough figurine you bought for me last time was snatched by Daddy."
Qiao Jinniang said, "No, Daddy has divorced Mommy, so he won't grab your clothes again. Besides, your clothes don't fit him."
