Su Shihang's expression was extremely unpleasant.
Mrs. Lu, seated among the ladies, was so angry she wanted to stand up and argue with Mrs. Min.
She was held back by her niece, Lu Yiner.
It wasn't just that she couldn't argue with Mrs. Min in front of the Emperor; even under normal circumstances, she would always be the one running away in defeat.
Mrs. Min's combativeness was feared by every noblewoman in Shengjing.
When Mrs. Lu heard Mrs. Min questioning whether her son was Su Shihang's offspring, her face turned ashen.
She looked towards the Emperor at the head of the hall, trying to calm her anxious emotions.
If this old woman continued to make trouble, it would be good to anger the Emperor.
She hoped that the Emperor would punish Mrs. Min.
However, the Emperor showed no sign of reacting.
It's no wonder Mrs. Lu didn't understand the Emperor's tolerance for Mrs. Min's antics.
As Su Shihang's wife, Mrs. Lu had always been a hidden existence.
