The Queen let go and took a deep breath. "Of course you're your father's child. It's just that your father left in a hurry back then and felt guilty about that child, so he's always remembered him. And you grew up by your father's side and gave him everything you could. He has no regrets, so he naturally doesn't have too strong a concern."
Nangong Li didn't seem to believe him. "Is that so? Why do I keep feeling that recently…"
The Queen interrupted him. "Don't think too much. There's still a length to your ten fingers, and the palm and back of your hand are both flesh, but the flesh in your palm is thicker. Your father can only blame himself for being biased."
Nangong Li was silent.
The Queen patted his hand. "Why did you suddenly start thinking nonsense?"
"I can't say either. It clearly wasn't like this before, but suddenly…" Nangong Li shook his head." Forget it, I shouldn't have suspected you so much. Please forgive me, Mother."
