"Yes, back then, your senior brother had yet to become the External Prime Minister, and you hadn’t yet confined yourself to that tower." Lady Qin’s expression dimmed as she looked at Sikong Yan. "Tell me, why do you have to make things so hard on yourself? Look at you now, so thin and pale like a skeleton, it's almost as if you’ve powdered your face. Your senior brother didn’t even tell me anything about you… But it’s fine now. Since...0