"Didn't go to school today?"
Furrowing his little brows, Little Thirteen bit his lip, his face displeased, "Mom, you don't care about me."
"Hm? What happened?"
"Today is Saturday, and you're still asking me why I didn't go to school."
Saturday?
Slapping her forehead, Zhan Se, who had just come out of a dream, finally connected with the disjointed reality.
Indeed, today was Saturday.
Normally, she would get up to look after Little Thirteen for breakfast and then send him off in the car. But today she was not feeling well; she tried to get up a few times but really couldn't muster the strength. Laying back down, she smiled and chatted with Little Thirteen for a while and, under his expectant gaze, she eventually forced herself to get out of bed.
"Alright, Mom will get up and play with Little Thirteen now."
Perhaps Auntie Li heard what Emperor Quan had said, because as soon as Zhan Se got up, Auntie Li came in with a smile.
