Yi Qing was at a loss for words. After a while, he said, "You can't always be so careful."
Zi Su coldly snorted and said, "It's just a sentence you often say about Steamed Bun. 'To get used to it is to your misfortune'."
Yi Qing: "... I thank you, Aunt Zi. "
"You're already a middle-aged lady with a burden like this. It's rare for you to find such a big idiot. If you want to be picky, why don't you just go up to heaven?"
Yi Qing said, "This is a question of respect. Do you know about the issue of dignity?"
"When I wasn't with Xiao Fen, I didn't think you had much dignity. When you were trembling in front of the Qi King, why didn't you say anything about your dignity? "
"End of conversation." Yi Qing said proudly.