"Hey, stop sighing over there, I'm not dead."
After wiping her tears, Mother Tong scolded her son and turned to look at Lian Qiao.
Not only did she not blame her, but she also smiled at her unusually warmly, "Javi was right, Miss Lian, don't take this matter to heart, it's just a misunderstanding. It's really my boy here that has been foolish... But now that we are here to take care of him, Miss Lian and Miss Shu can go back to rest, you've really troubled yourselves!"
Ladies of official families are generally good with words, and Mother Tong was no exception. Though polite on the surface, her implications pushed them miles away.
In plain terms, she didn't want her son getting involved in this issue, but she didn't dare to offend Lian Qiao directly, knowing how the Crown Prince valued this woman. Who in the upper circles of Beijing didn't know by now?
