Seeing Xie Yanghui sit back and ignore her, Dai Qianyi clenched her hands under the imperial robe's wide sleeves.
She took a breath to calm down, turned to look at her son, and asked gently, "Rui Qinwang, since you fainted at the last imperial banquet, Ai Jia has been worried about your health. Are you feeling better now?"
As soon as Wan Sifan heard his biological mother's question, his deep eyes flashed with hatred and disgust. He sneered inwardly, recalling those years when she had personally forced him to drink the poison that destroyed his body and health. It's so hypocritical of her to ask this question now.
Although he didn't want to talk to her, he still had to act like a filial son toward her in public. Wan Sifan clenched his fists tightly until blood oozed from his palms before his emotions could calm down.
Two seconds later, he smiled and replied, "Thank you, Huang Tai Hou, for your concern. Er Chen is fine."
