Jia Ling'er Completely Turns to Stone? Revealing Her Inner Voice!

Jia Ling'er was once again drawn into Jialan Empress's dream.

"Ling'er, how did it go? Did you uncover the secret of our ancestral land?"

Jialan Empress took Jia Ling'er's small hand, her phoenix eyes tightly furrowed.

The girl's once-soft hand had now turned to stone across half her palm, becoming an ugly chunk of rock.

"Ling'er, why have you let your mortal heart stir again? Do you know you will die if this continues?"

Watching her daughter slowly petrify step by step, Jialan Empress panicked as well.

"Mother... I..."

Jia Ling'er lowered her head, unable to speak.

She did not want to fall for that bastard either, but... every few days, he demanded that she attend his bed and warm it, all under the grand excuse of cultivation.

Even if there truly had been no feelings at first, in the end... affection would grow with time!

That was exactly her situation now. She could neither advance nor retreat, and in the end, she would surely sink deeper and deeper into it.

"Mother, I... I did not find out anything about the ancestral land. He simply never gave me a chance to speak," Jia Ling'er said softly.

"What do you mean, he did not give you a chance to speak?" Jialan Empress frowned. "Then again, you should avoid contact with that Jiang Family Emperor's Son right now. You can have those clanswomen who descended to the lower realm with you ask in your place."

"Oh, I nearly forgot. How are those clanswomen who have already advanced to imperial blood doing? Their petrification should be even worse, right?" the Empress suddenly asked.

"Hm? I have not paid much attention... but they do not seem to be petrifying. Maybe they simply do not love Jiang Che at all!" As Jia Ling'er spoke, a