After hearing everything, Liu Wan was overwhelmed by conflicting emotions.
She reached out and patted Xia Siheng's back. Sometimes, she felt he was as fragile as porcelain in front of her.
Back then, when he had watched his birth mother being driven to her death, powerless to do anything, how heartbroken and helpless must he have been?
He had clearly guessed that Ruyun had betrayed him, yet he had been forced to keep her in his residence, waiting more than ten years for a chance to root out the spy. How had he endured those years?
No wonder. No wonder he would rather live next door to the Liu Residence and shamelessly linger there every day than set foot in the Ninth Prince's Residence.
If he stayed in the Ninth Prince's Residence every day, looking at the person who had indirectly caused his birth mother's death, how many times would those painful memories return to haunt him?
"Your Highness, no matter how many dangers lie ahead, I'll face them with you!" Liu Wan said firmly.
She knew this was no longer merely a matter of Ruyun.
East Lin's spies were constantly eyeing the power and troops in Xia Siheng's hands.
Xia Siheng carried the blood of two nations. Every choice he made could give East Lin's spies an opening.
So, even with two nations involved, Liu Wan did not back down.
She would always stand by his side!
There was even more going on in the palace that day.
Consort Ling had already agreed that Liu Wan need not enter the palace to serve her tea.
Yet who would have thought that scheming Heng'er would send the soundly sleeping Wanwan over to her instead?
Held in her grandmother's arms, Xia Wanwan slept a little longer, without having any more