Once I dressed up as the eldest princess who still retained my charm, before I could cherish the delicate daughter beside me, the consort and the palace maid jointly attacked me, claiming that the child was not my biological child. Looking at the nearly identical eyebrows of the consort and the palace maid, I sneered in my heart. How dare you use such clumsy excuses to deceive me? I have already seen through the dirty thoughts of this pair of bastards. I want to accompany them to continue to play out this farce.
