"Child, come here."
Empress Dowager excitedly stood up, Princess Anyang's hand froze in midair.
This brow and eye shape, these little lips, and the appearance of her little arms and little legs, they all resembled Ah Wu so much when he was a child.
Dugu Wu, when he was a child, was very pretty, just like a little girl.
In the eyes of Empress Dowager, Dugu Xiaojin inherited his father's temperament, while Feng Xiaoli resembled Dugu Wu as a child to a remarkable degree.
Whoever dares to say Feng Xiaoli resembles some other man is truly blind.
"Good child, you've grown up to be very good-looking."
Empress Dowager had just picked up Feng Xiaoli when the child pressed her face against Empress Dowager's and planted a big wet kiss.
Empress Dowager's eyes curved with happiness.
"What a lovely child, Ah Wu, look how much she resembles you. From now on, if anyone dares to gossip about this child, I will have their tongue cut out."
