"Honestly... I may be your daughter, but could you at least show me a little respect? You don't have to frown every time you walk in, you know~ Hasn't anyone told you that frowning all the time gives you wrinkles?"
I rubbed my forehead helplessly. Sigh... Why had my daughter turned out to be so serious?
I wasn't like that at all!
"Mom!"
"Don't call me Mom! How many times have I told you to call me Dad? Come on... Say 'Dad' for me!"
"Mom! Could you please act a little more dignified? If people found out the mighty Empress acted like this, they'd laugh themselves silly!"
Juanjuan walked right up to my desk and set a stack of documents on it.
"These are the projects I'm planning to research. Please look them over..."
Ah~ Here we go again! Here we go again!
Damn it! How many documents were there to approve?! What did it have to do with me?! Weren't you the heir apparent? Couldn't you make the decisions yourself?
I slumped helplessly over the desk...
"No, no, no~ I'm not looking! I want to slack off! I want my rights!"
"How did I end up with a mom like you? You're the Empress of Chang'an. Could you try acting like it?"
Juanjuan frowned at me, looking utterly disgusted...
"Ah! Juanjuan, what's with that expression? I may be your mom, but I'm still your mother! What's with that look of disgust?"
"Tsk~"
Juanjuan irritably turned her gaze away.
"Wow! I refuse to believe it! You're so un-cute—you can't possibly be the Juanjuan I know!"
"Yuxuan... stop fooling around. Juanjuan still has a lot to do. Couldn't you be a little more considerate?"
The voice came from outside. Ning Jing walked in. Over the past few years, she'd become my