She didn’t understand, she really didn’t understand.

So after Han Jing left, she entered the room and stood in front of Su Yaogeng.

Su Yaogeng was quietly lost in thought when suddenly someone stood before her. She immediately looked over warily, but upon seeing Han Litong’s face, she slightly furrowed her brows.

Seeing the look in her eyes, Han Litong knew she was suspicious of something.

"I’ve been following you for several days, and I think you can probably guess who I am." Han Litong spoke before she could.

"What is your relationship with...Jing’er?" Su Yaogeng could roughly tell that this woman was probably deeply connected to Jing’er, possibly even her...biological mother.

But why was she following her?

Who was she?

"I’m Han Litong, and I think you should have heard of me. I’m Han Jing’s...biological mother." Han Litong’s voice was gentle; she hoped to see a bit of panic on Su Yaogeng’s face, but she was disappointed.

Su Yaogeng’s face showed only a trace of surprise and confusion, but none of the panic she wanted to see.

"Princess Hua of Western Qi? Consort Li of Dong Qin? Beihan Palace...Palace Master?" Su Yaogeng was indeed shocked, truly shocked. She had heard of Han Litong from a very young age.

The one who was once proclaimed the most beautiful woman of the three countries, Princess Hua of Western Qi—very few people hadn’t heard of her.

But...they say beauties often have short lives. She married far away to Dong Qin for peace, causing two upheavals and great harm there. People would only say one thing, "A beauty’s calamity." Later, after the new emperor ascended the throne, she vanished, rumored to be dead.

Of course, she later learned that she was saved by Fengxi, then the Palace Master of Beihan Palace, and became its Palace Master.

Su Yaogeng had a rather deep impression of her—a woman whose life was turbulent because of her beauty, evoking sighs.

But she never expected that this person would turn out to be Jing’er’s biological mother.

So if you think about it, it’s not entirely without a trace. She recalled the day she found Jing’er: there was a heavy snowfall and it was outside the outskirts of Yanjing City. She later learned that that day was the day the former emperor of Dong Qin died and the new emperor ascended. If...Jing’er was the child Han Litong gave birth to on the way, it wasn’t impossible.

However...

Su Yaogeng looked at Han Litong, her gaze slightly grave, her face somewhat stern: "If I’m not mistaken, you gave birth to Jing’er after leaving Yanjing City, right? Can you explain why you are alive and well, yet Jing’er was left with blood on her body, abandoned in the woods?"

Even if she was in a dire situation, fleeing, it shouldn’t have come to abandoning the child with no traceable clues, just wrapped in a piece of cloth, leaving no tokens behind. She had tried to find Jing’er’s biological parents back then but found no clues and no information.

Han Litong hadn’t expected Su Yaogeng to face the fact that Han Jing was her biological daughter so openly—without panic that the daughter she had raised for years was someone else’s—but instead questioning how Han Jing was lost.

"Because she personally ordered someone to throw me away, so naturally, she is alive and well, while I was abandoned."