In the side room, Wufu listened to Madam Zhou's words with some surprise, pursing his lips, and a hint of warmth returned to his eyes.
Meanwhile, in the Floral Hall, Wu Lihong widened his eyes as he looked at Madam Zhou, feeling as if there was a veil between them that he couldn't see through.
"Do you know what you're saying?" He suppressed his anger and panic, saying, "Didn't you say you loved me and didn't care about social status? Can't you consider my situation? If the Imperial Censor finds out, do you know how they will impeach me!"
"That's your problem!" Madam Zhou said indifferently.
"You!" Wu Lihong was utterly furious. How did things change all of a sudden?
"What happened? Did that girl say something to you? She's young and naive, with such a defiant character, are you really going to listen to her?" Wu Lihong glanced at her stomach: "Are you ignoring our unborn child?"
