"This, of course, will not happen," Dou Qiankou also came to understand.
It seems that the woman was just bait thrown out by Prince Mo, wasn't she?
"But I don't understand, why would Prince Mo throw out such a woman? Whether or not she is Prince Mo's weakness, even if she isn't, what's the use of throwing that woman out?"
"How could it be useless?"
The man's thin lips slightly curved, and he snorted coldly.
In the palace, the one who was worried about how to make Sui Zimo obediently listen to him and go to White Blind Mountain to save someone—wouldn't that person be agitated with the emergence of a favorite of Sui Zimo's heart, whether real or not? Wouldn't they be unsettled and bound to take action?
...
"A woman?"
Within the back palace, in the Lake Center Pavilion, a woman clad in a plain robe held a chubby cat and squinted at the glistening lake surface.
"My dearest Mo has finally grown up, to have women by his side," she said.
