"Ahem… Your majesty, you'd better kill me."
Han Yueyao almost choked on the congee.
"I'm serious… I'm not joking."
"I want to live a few more years; don't torture me…"
"Haha. Many women declared love for my uncle; they are still safe and sound…"
"Do you mean Zhao Qingya, Jian Tong, or that Cotton Candy that had been thrown out? Or you mean Nie Lingxuan who came back to the birthday party?"
Su Xiaoxiao: "…"
She had no answer to that, but it wasn't her uncle's fault that those women didn't end up well, right? They brought it to themselves.
"It's not my uncle's fault. They…" Su Xiaoxiao tried to explain but was interrupted by Han Yueyao, "Let's change the subject and talk about postnatal care for mother pigs…"
Su Xiaoxiao "…"
Han Yueyao knew Su Xiaoxiao wanted to talk about her relationship with Su Yu, but there was nothing between them. Right now, Su Yu hadn't woken up yet, so there was no point.