Mrs. Han hurriedly raised her head, "Dad, what did you just say?"
"You look at you, a person in your thirties, still acting like a child!" Han Xuzi said, also helplessly doting.
Mrs. Han quickly wiped away her tears and straightened up, "Even when I turn ninety-nine, in front of Dad, I am still a child!"
"By that time, I'll be over a hundred!" Han Xuzi said, laughing.
Because her beloved granddaughters and grandson were coming back, the grief that came from the Emperor's actions and the feeling of a hare dying, and a dog being cooked, had diminished quite a bit.
Han Xuzi didn't know what the Emperor was thinking, but the Emperor indeed severely slapped the Han Family's face and hurt the hearts of the Han Family. If you say that they still had the same undivided loyalty as before, that was impossible.
The Han Family had been loyal for generations, but the Emperor had destroyed the bridge after crossing the river...