"Grandmother, according to Buddhist disciples, coral is the embodiment of rice, and it has functions such as driving away heat and acting as a talisman," Dugu Chen said, lifting the corners of his lips slightly as his gaze swept toward Dugu Mo.
Dugu Mo hadn't expected his second brother to be so pressing right from the start. Comparing his own treasure, he felt it was cast dozens of miles away, a trace of fracture showing on his gloomy face.
"Good, good, good, ah, your brotherly affection is noted," the Empress Dowager said, repeating 'good' three times, and then turned to return to her seat.
Sitting to the side, the Empress wore a pleased smile on her face, yet the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a knot, as she forced a cheerful appearance.
