Yan Xuefei was indeed very angry. She could not understand at all why Qianqian and Beibei had to be made overlords—did they not know this was a very dangerous matter?
Thinking of her warning in the courtyard last time, had Ling Yun completely turned a deaf ear and refused to listen to a single word? Thinking of this made anger flare up in her heart.
Seeing the woman beside the little one, she did not know who she was, nor could she see Ling Yun, so she left the main hall in a huff.
"This humble concubine does not agree. Such overlords are far too much of a child's play; we would rather not have them at all."
"Yan Mom."
The moment she stepped out, the little one grabbed her back from outside the main hall.
"Get down!"
"No way, no way."
The acting spoiled little one was extremely cute. Even her crown was crooked, yet she clung stubbornly to Yan Xuefei's back.
Yet the crowd only saw the little one vanish on the spot without a single trace left to be found, leaving An Qing to shake her head helplessly.
Feng Qing of Hundred Flowers Palace wore a solemn expression. They all sensed an obvious fluctuation in the air and originally wanted to stop the little one, simply because something was about to happen here.
Long Yanran said, "Just letting her chase after her like that, will she be all right?"
"It's fine, let her go. She probably couldn't stay here anyway."
The little one, having collected her gifts, really did not want to stay much longer. Besides, as long as Beibei was there, it would be enough.
Boom!
Space tore open a slit, and an out-of-tune figure walked out from within.
He wore black clothes with an exceptionally