Consort Ming looked at the red clothes on the table, and the rims of her eyes were slightly red. When Chu Liuxin came in, he saw such a scene: his mother must have cried.

Seeing her son come in, Consort Ming wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said with a mere trace of a smile, "What's the matter? Have you gone to the Buddha hall to draw divination sticks?"

"Mother, did you ask Eldest Brother to catch up with me and give me a pouch just ...