My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1152: My Grandson Thinks You’re Ugly

"What in the world? Do you possess any shred of decency?" I was utterly dumbfounded; how could Liu Hongluan spew such absurdity??

Qing Li also seemed intrigued, stooping to lift Xiao Xin Tang into her embrace. "Oh??"

Even Chang Hao, who had once entertained suspicions of my infidelity with Yu Longting, wore an expression of baffled admiration.

The attendant snake-people present widened their eyes, their gazes flicking between Liu Hongluan and the frigid Dumpling cradled in my arms.

They appeared to be scrutinizing for any familial resemblance between Dumpling and Liu Hongluan...

I was rendered speechless; could these other serpents possibly swallow the preposterous fabrication Liu Hongluan was weaving?

To claim her offspring was absconded with and secreted within my womb—wasn't this distressingly reminiscent of her earlier scheme against me?

Had Yu Longting not intervened at the eleventh hour, this nefarious Snake Lady would have made off with Little Dumpling!

And now, I, the injured party, am subjected to a false accusation?

Where is the justice in this!

"Dragon Queen, I implore you, observe closely. I am, in truth, the birth mother of the Snake Lord’s son," Liu Hongluan stated, twisting the narrative with unwavering certainty. "You must understand, Su Wan has perpetually sought my demise, solely to silence me and sever my reunion with my child."

Little Dumpling’s gaze intensified, growing even more glacial.

Resembling the ancient permafrost of the polar expanses, his expression remained utterly unmoved by Liu Hongluan’s pronouncements.

"Dumpling, is Liu Hongluan your mother?" Qing Li inquired in a leisurely tone.

Dumpling vehemently shook his head, brimming with palpable disdain.

Liu Hongluan’s tone then shifted to one of manufactured pathos. "Su Wan spirited him away when he was but a tender infant, hence my child is unaware that I am his true birth mother."

"There’s a modicum of logic to that," Qing Li responded, her expression tinged with skepticism regarding her true intentions. She even solicited Dumpling’s opinion, adding, "Dumpling, what are your thoughts?"

"Ugly!" Dumpling declared with a singular, blunt word.

The unspoken implication was that Liu Hongluan’s unattractiveness was so profound, she hardly could have captivated his father, let alone given birth to a progeny as adorable as himself?

The scene was remarkably humorous and amusing, witnessing such a sharp wit emerge from so young a child.

While the other serpentine onlookers likely failed to grasp the nuanced meaning behind the word "ugly," Qing Li, exuding an air of refined charisma, concealed her amusement behind her hand for an extended period, clearly comprehending her grandson’s astute observation.

Even when Dumpling was an infant, babbling in toddler speech, Qing Li was invariably the sole decipherer of his pronouncements.

Therefore, this current situation was hardly unprecedented.

"Liu Hongluan, my grandson deems you unsightly; whether you are, in fact, his birth mother remains a matter of considerable doubt. You may temporarily reside with me," Qing Li finally declared, her laughter subsiding as she addressed Liu Hongluan.

I stood there, utterly speechless, making a gesture to dissipate the celestial flames.

Based on my keen understanding of Qing Li’s formidable intellect, it was inconceivable that she would genuinely subscribe to such ludicrous claims.

Perhaps she harbored an unspoken desire to keep Liu Hongluan within her grasp, intending to subject her to prolonged torment, but cautioned against pushing the boundaries too far.

Following Liu Hongluan’s rescue by Qing Li, a semblance of form was crafted for her, a makeshift body conjured from parchment.

This ephemeral beauty bore a striking resemblance to Liu Hongluan’s former visage, and ensconced within it, she presented as indistinguishable from a living being unless subjected to meticulous scrutiny.

During the span of three days within the Snake Sect’s domain, Qing Li dedicated half her time to cherishing Dumpling’s company, while the other half saw Little Dumpling eagerly seeking my presence.

Nevertheless, whispers and rumors proliferated like wildfire throughout the Snake Sect’s populace, with numerous serpents engaged in hushed discussions concerning the dense constellation of scarlet scales adorning Dumpling’s neck.

However, the majority of the snake populace remained convinced that Dumpling was my offspring, a belief stemming from their unwavering faith in Yu Longting’s discerning taste and his profound emotional fidelity.

"Lady of the Snake Lord, Beichen has arrived, escorting an outsider. They request an audience at the mountain’s principal gate. The individual appears peculiar, and I hesitated to proceed without your esteemed directive, hence I have come seeking your counsel," thus spoke Chang Hao, appearing abruptly at my threshold that very noon, requesting permission for an audience.