Zhou Anran felt silent for a moment before she nodded.
"Yes."
Xiao Jingran took a deep breath. "Mother… Do you know about that person's identity?"
She couldn't help but fall into a slight daze when she heard Xiao Jingran addressing Xiao Yuanwei with such a strange address.
A flash of hesitation emerged in her eyes.
Seeing her hesitation, Xiao Jingran guessed that Xiao Yuanwei's identity was far more outstanding than he initially thought. He started to understand why she didn't want to recognize him.
"He is His Majesty the Emperor," she slowly muttered.
Xiao Jingran's pupils constricted, clearly shocked.
Zhou Anran pursed her lips. Even her usually calm and gentle eldest son had such a reaction; his younger siblings, except for Xiao Qingya, might have an even more intense reaction.
"His Majesty the Emperor…" Xiao Jingran murmured, and he looked up, finding that figure besides the fireplace in the distance.
After a while, he nodded in understanding. "I understand, Mother."
