"It's... it's my own failure, Master..." she cried with blocked breath and sobs, clutching Hongxin's waist.
Over the years, Hongxin had changed compared to when he first married.
The women of the inner court could never be treated exactly equally.
He had preferences.
Although he wouldn't let his women suffer grievances, there were always differences.
He felt tenderness and pity for the Fucha Clan.
He had affection for Lady Su. For Lady Li, who entered the residence this year, there was something different.
And there was Lady Meng, who almost lost her life giving birth to the Elder Princess, there were always differences.
But now, the only one he genuinely cared about was the mood of his official wife from the Fucha Clan.
Maybe his initial dislike was the most critical; he didn't like the arrogance of the Fucha Clan initially. But ever since she entered the residence, that arrogance never appeared before him. Instead, she showed him her most vulnerable side.
