"Imperial Grandmother, what's going on?" The crown prince couldn't help but ask.
The Empress Dowager was in the midst of planting vegetables when the crown prince asked this question. It was as if a fire had been extinguished by cold water.
She glared at the crown prince angrily. "You brat. For the sake of your nutritional balance, I thought of all kinds of ways. It wasn't easy for me to think of planting vegetables in the imperial garden. I'll take care of them myself. You can eat them when the vegetables are ripe."
The crown prince was stunned by the empress dowager's dignified words. Shouldn't she leave the matter of his nutritional balance to the imperial kitchen? What did it have to do with the Empress Dowager?
Also, the Empress Dowager was obviously not planting vegetables for him, right?
The Empress Dowager was already crying. The Crown Prince couldn't bear to expose her. "Thank you for your concern, Imperial Grandmother."
