Li Xianyun was taken aback as Yelu Yan's question caught her off guard.
She pursed her rosy lips, unsure how to respond for a moment.
She did care about his feelings, but admitting it in such a situation would inevitably carry an ambiguous undertone.
Yelu Yan's lips curved upwards without making her further uncomfortable and said, "The Grand Imperial Consort did these things without considering my feelings, so why should I consider hers? From now on, you don't need to show her any mercy on my behalf."
His words were quite cold and ruthless, as if he were talking about a stranger with no relation to him. Even if the relationship between mother and child was not good, blood is thicker than water, and such words shouldn't be spoken.
Unless they were not...
Li Xianyun bit her lip, not daring to delve any deeper, afraid of uncovering some formidable secret.
Those who know too many secrets generally don't meet good ends.