Shi Junhe got stiffened and didn’t dare to move.

But Mo Xiangbin looked at him with expectancy, so Shi Junhe had to answer, “Yes, my little daughter is named Qingxue. She will have her sixteenth birthday in June.”

“She is a clever girl. I have seen her several times. She is obedient and witty and knows how to make my mother happy!” Mo Xiangbin said casually, but told the truth.

It was not easy for the busy emperor to remember a young girl with ...