Searcy rolled her eyes at her and said, "I really don't understand what's going on in your head. I just hope Fu Jian doesn't have these things in his mind, or else I really wouldn't know what you should do."
Heaven knows how many images of sons have filled her mind over the years.
When Jin Zijin was sad, it felt like his own retribution. He said that he didn't grow up next to his father when he was young and always felt that everything was caused by his father. No matter what he did, no matter what he said, he could never fully accept him from the bottom of his heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left in such a manner.
He might have happily become a retired emperor, watching his descendants flourish, and passed away peacefully.
But he selfishly only wanted to live his preferred life, disregarding his feelings, and privately built a residence here in Plum Valley.
