If it were the past, An Shuli would have simply smiled helplessly and let it go when he saw his mother arranging his marriage matters, or soothed and comforted her with a few words when she glared at him angrily.
If it were the past, upon learning of the marriage proposal with the Zhao Residence, he would have helplessly agreed to her request and returned the marriage proposal with civility, followed by a proper apology.
But today, his mood was extremely poor, and for the first time, he showed no good face to the Princess Consort of Anyang.
