Beijang. As for Annan Lin, he is merely a minister from the Ministry of Rites. How dare he directly address An Xuetang as 'she'Mo Yunjing's icy words pierced An Nanlin's ears, causing him to shudder...At that moment, Ning'er completely forgot about Fu'er's pregnancy in her mind. She kicked hard at Fu'er's back, preventing her from getting up.

"Fu'er was startled, instinctively shielding her stomach. She leaned forward, and when she steadied herself, she abruptly raised her head, her crimson eyes fixed on Ning'er, "You're crazy!"

Ning'er ignored her anger, now staring intently into her eyes, her voice slightly cold, "You haven't answered me."d oppressive, like a sullen child. A mischievous wind darted around, reveling in the disarray of the entire palace.I don't know how long I stood there, but Kang’er walked over and patted my shoulder...