"You're so elegant. The Crown Prince is being punished, but you're still in the mood to raise flowers and grass. You're simply unbecoming."
Wei Ling couldn't hide the anger in her eyes. Even if she ate a lot of good things, she was still getting old.
Her two sons were at odds with her, but as long as the emperor was one of them, she could be the queen dowager steadily. No woman could climb over her head.
But now, Zhou Heng actually wanted to give up the position of Crown Prince. It was simply the biggest joke in the world. For such a woman, she was really capable.
As she thought about it, Wei Ling felt her anger rise.
When Su Xiaoling saw that it was Wei Ling, she immediately bowed to her. "Greetings, Mother."
Wei Ling had never liked her. Over the years, their relationship had been very calm, but she liked her two grandsons.
