"Rong'er!" Madam Gu looked at Gu Yunrong with heartache and choked slightly. She sighed inwardly at how considerate this granddaughter of hers was.
In comparison, Gu Yuan was like an ingrate.
Ever since her eldest son, Gu Ce, died in battle eight years ago, Gu Yuan had become a different person. He seemed to be distant from her, his grandmother.
Madam Gu would occasionally wonder if Gu Yuan had always been dissatisfied with the second branch being put in charge of the Marquis Mansion, which was why he had a grudge against the entire Marquis Mansion.
Back then, she had also personally explained to Gu Yuan that Gu Jian being in charge was the former Emperor's intention.
Madam Gu's turbid eyes were turbulent as her thoughts ran wild.
