"Zhong Su..."
Chen Mo's hand, gently caressing her pregnant belly, paused slightly, with her serene gaze under her brow full of astonishment.
Posthumous title Zhong Su, that's a very high posthumous title.
And even as her biological daughters, they hadn't thought of giving their late father a posthumous title, but Chen Mo did.
Xia Zhiqing's face couldn't conceal her excitement, and her mood was exceptionally bright. Her melodious voice carried a bit of charm, "Zhi Ning, what did I say before? How could His Majesty treat us poorly? In His Majesty's heart, we must occupy a very important position. Otherwise, how could he proactively give Father a posthumous title without us asking for it? He must be considering our sides. His Majesty, he... he..."
Xia Zhiqing spoke, her voice trembling due to emotional agitation, "Zhi Ning, you can't speak ill of His Majesty anymore. If Father knows about this from below, he would surely be extremely happy."
