At that time, Lu Ming was worrying about what embroidered dress to get for his mother...
Jing Yiren reacted in a split second, realizing that the woman standing in front of her was Lu Ming's mother.
She came to express her good wishes, not to mourn. Is it necessary to be this rude to her?
They say not to hit a person who's all smiles. Even if she disliked her, she came to bring goodwill.
No matter who it is, she, as a princess of a country, could not be bullied for no reason.
A sense of irritation welled up within her, and her words betrayed her usual restraint.
"How outrageous! You shrew! I came here with good intentions, yet instead of showing gratitude, you are disrespectful!"
"..." Shrew? Show gratitude?
Upon hearing this remark, the room descended into a deep silence. The only sounds were the ticking of the old clock in the main hall and the occasional noise of mahjong being played in the side hall.
All present were taken aback and stared at Jing Yiren,
