Little Shangguan Yu followed suit and drooled all over her face.
The entire Kunning Palace echoed with the laughter of the mother and son.
The scene flashed. They were still in Kunning Palace. At that time, Song Li had gone from an ignorant girl to a dignified and gentle empress. She was also pregnant with her own child.
The three-year-old Shangguan Yu ran in crying. "Mother, why did Eldest Brother say that I didn't come out of your stomach? Are you still my mother?"
Song Li pulled the little child into her arms and carefully wiped the tears off his face with a handkerchief. She said gently, "Yu'er, remember this. Whether you're my biological child or not, you're still my child."
Little Shangguan Yu sniffed and asked, "Is it the same as the brother in your stomach?"
Song Li handed the handkerchief to Su Yun and rubbed Little Shangguan Yu's head. "Of course. You're the most important person to me, just like him."
