Wearing the universally recognizable expression of an exasperated mother, Wen Lian clucked her tongue. “Nonsense,” she whispered back. “It’s too far, and you’re in no condition to walk, let alone ride a horse.”
Bai Ruyi leaned more heavily against her and said in an unmistakably grumbling tone, “Then have Xue fetch me… or order me a palanquin… anything… Just, pleeease… Motherrr…”
Wen Lian stared down at him, feeling completely at a loss. “Goodness, this child…” she said in a tone of disbelief and disapproval.
But in contrast, her eyes were soft as she looked at Bai Ruyi, and her expression was now of deep fondness. It was not since he was an actual child that her son acted this spoiled towards her. It had been such a long time.
Despite knowing that it was for the best if she sent him
