Wang Yue said with a wry smile, "Auntie, why do you always try to drag my mom into these situations?"
"There's no other way. She's my own sister—whom else could I think of but her?" Su Mengqing sighed.
Wang Yue said helplessly, "So you want my mom to have an incestuous relationship with her own son? Is that really what's best for her?"
"Of course," Su Mengqing replied defiantly. "What does 'incest' mean? Those are just empty concepts. In ancient times, it was common for brothers and sisters to marry each other, and for sons to inherit their fathers' positions. Later generations opposed such practices simply because they realized it was not conducive to reproduction. Over time, those ethical norms came into being."
"That makes some sense," Wang Yue nodded thoughtfully.
