Princess Anle spit the mouthwash into the spittoon and chided with a smile, "This stinky boy, when he was at the Mansion, was either clinging to his elder brother or to me. Now that he has Lin Yuan, even his own mother is no longer in favor."
Xia He and Qiu Ju exchanged a glance, easily detecting the faint sense of loss in the Princess Anle's words.
Qiu Ju took the handkerchief from her to dry her hands, and said with a smile, "Madam, when you were in the Capital city, you used to talk every day about finding a bride for the second young master, as if you wished he could choose from every girl in the Capital. Now that the second young master has found his beloved, you are, on the other hand, reluctant to let go."