"What happened?"
"It didn't stay over the Little Imperial Prince's head?"
"Why did it go around him? Huh?"
Everyone's eyes widened as they watched this unbelievable scene unfold.
It went around him?
The Ruler of Eastern Lin was utterly devastated. He had traded ten years of his life for this chance! How could the Qilin Horn not have chosen his prince?
For a moment, Consort Jing had no idea what to do. Her mind had gone numb.
It wasn't her child.
Then who could it be?
"Who is it? Who is the Qilin Lord?" the Ruler of Eastern Lin roared, his gaze fixed on the Qilin Horn.
At last!
The Qilin Horn settled above Xia Wanwan's head.
The Licorice Stick in Xia Wanwan's hand dropped to the ground. She pointed at herself with a chubby little finger, utterly bewildered.
"Me?"
She was just here to watch the drama!
How had it turned out to be her?
She shuffled left, and the Qilin Horn shuffled left too.
She hopped right, and the Qilin Horn floated right too.
Finally, Xia Wanwan clutched her little head and ran a circle around Liu Wan.
The Qilin Horn followed her all the way around!
Everyone present paled with shock, clutching their heads and letting out piercing shrieks!
"Ah!!!"
"The Qilin Lord is our Great Xia's Princess Ximing!!!"
"Heavens, the Shit Kingdom is so vile! They actually tried to use this trick to steal Great Xia's blessed little darling!!!"
"I refuse! Don't even think about stealing our Princess Ximing!"
"That's right! We refuse!!!"
The commoners rose in outrage, furiously cursing the people of the Shit Kingdom.
The East Lin People refused to accept it. "We don't even know whether the Qilin has acknowledged her yet. Don't celebrate too soon!"
The words had barely left their mouths!