"Ten years... ten years of a cold palace." Bai Yating's voice became shy, as tiny as a mosquito's.
Su Wen chuckled at this.
He thought Bai Kemeng was just joking, but who would have thought Bai Yating really suffered from a cold palace for ten years?
It made sense, though. A successful woman like Bai Yating looked delicate on the surface, but it was all an illusion. She didn't really have the time to dress up or take care of her body, so it was normal for her to have issues with a cold palace.
"Sure," Su Wen agreed readily, "as long as auntie doesn't misunderstand me anymore, that's fine."
"You little rascal!" Bai Yating clenched her teeth against her lips, grabbing Su Wen's ear in one swift movement!
"You're still teasing me, aren't you?" Bai Yating huffed lightly, "Even if you saw, you wouldn't dare do anything to me, after all, I am your auntie!"
"Yes, yes, yes," Su Wen agreed, nodding his head consistently like a pecking chicken.
"Su Wen!"
