Brother Xin said with tears in his eyes, "Grandma Ji is not old, but Grandma Wei is old."
Qian Yixiu felt rather helpless, as Brother Xin, despite his young age, had a fondness for looking at beautiful women. She patted his little bottom and scolded, "Brother Xin, don't speak nonsense. Your grandma would be unhappy if she heard you."
After dinner, everyone else left first, and Qian Yixiu was the last to leave.
Qian Yixiu quietly relayed Prince Consort Pan's words to Pan Yue, who burst into tears upon hearing them. She said, "My father has finally seen the light. He has resented the title of prince consort for half his life, and now he has come to peacefully accept it. If only my mother knew, she would be overjoyed to death."
Qian Yixiu reassured her with a smile, "It's always good that my grandfather has come to understand. With his mood improved, he will enjoy his later years more comfortably."
