When it comes to mother-son matters, as an outsider, it's not appropriate to butt in.
Fu Chunxue also understood Zhan Zhengtong's feelings. If one of her sons, whom she had raised for over twenty years, suddenly turned out to be the son of an enemy, she wouldn't be able to take it either.
She could only pat Zhan Zhengtong's hand for comfort.
Even Mu Qiuniang, no matter how low her emotional intelligence, knew that what she just said was somewhat excessive for a mother. Since Jiang Nuo had already smoothed things over for her, there was no need to bring it up again and upset everyone.
However, she had already expressed her stance.
Mu Wanlian, on the other hand, was more perceptive and nudged Mu Wanyu: it's your time to shine!
Mu Wanyu held up a finger: one lotus seed head.
Mu Wanlian nodded.
