An Ning's face inevitably showed some shyness, "I've long heard from Wuyou that the Princess Consort is a very gentle and easy-going person. At first, I thought you must be like those high-society ladies, aloof and unattainable, but I didn't expect you to be so kind, making An Ning feel incredibly close."
Pleasant words are free, after all, and she wasn't lying. It was only now she fully understood that what Wuyou said about his mother being easy to get along with wasn't just comforting words.
Ye Jiu immediately heard the exaggeration in An Ning's words.
She didn't believe for a second that the brat Sikong Wuyou would praise someone so highly.
However, who doesn't like to hear good things?
An Ning's words did indeed make her happy.
"My, my, you really know how to talk, don't keep calling me Princess Consort so distantly, just call me Auntie from now on..."
It was just a pity, she wasn't destined to have a daughter.
