"Mother." Nangong buried her face in her hands and leaned on her shoulder. She began to cry in relief. "Don't be angry. Young Madame must have misunderstood me. That's why..."
The Queen patted her comfortingly and continued, "Young Madam, I'm very sad about the injury on your face. You were kidnapped in the palace. I'll do my best to find the best doctor to treat you. But Young Madam and Mr. Emperor, I won't believe it if there is no definite evidence. So, you don't have to mention it anymore. This man beside me is my daughter, Princess Sara. There's no doubt that he's my daughter, Princess Sara."
Elsa gave Aman a look. This fake princess... was indeed quite difficult to deal with!
How could he make the queen trust him so much!
Aman took a sip of the tea in front of him, and there was no change in his cold eyes. He knew the acting skill of this woman.