The room had been silent for a long time.
Hua Rong was probably angry, her expression tense.
After a while, she forcefully slapped the edge of the bed and angrily said, "Did Chu Qianli tell you this? In your heart, you ultimately have no place for your own mother!"
Xuanxuan pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and looked away.
Hua Rong angrily said, "You believe everything she says, but you don't believe a single word from your mother!"
Hua Rong stood up, her body swaying unsteadily.
Nanny Cui quickly supported her, "Madam, your health is not well..."
"My health is not unwell, I am very well!" said Hua Rong.
Hua Rong stared at Xuanxuan, who was still kneeling beside the bed, her gaze gradually turning ice cold and fierce.
"I am... very well! I'm not afraid of you, this unfilial son, conspiring with others to bully me!"
"Madam, how could the Prince conspire with outsiders to harm you? He wouldn't do that!"
