The little one had yet to learn how to hide her likes and dislikes. When she glared at someone, every ounce of her chubby little body seemed to strain with the effort. Her tiny fists clenched tight, her cheeks puffed up, and her emotions were plain for all to see.
For a moment, the little one's undisguised loathing drew everyone's gaze to Hanying.
Open suspicion, astonishment, and pity fell upon her. Though Hanying never lifted her head, she felt every bit of it.
Terror threatened to drown her. It took every ounce of strength she had just to stop her fingertips from trembling.
Her explanation should not have aroused any suspicion.
Hmph! She was only threatened because she witnessed someone push my third brother off the rockery, but she was the one who smashed that stone slab down on him with her own hands!
If it weren't for System Bro's little medicine ball, Chengcheng... Chengcheng wouldn't have a third brother anymore!
Her little baby voice fumed: We can't let her get away with it!
The atmosphere in Tanxin Hall grew oppressive.
Jiang Yanchuan, who had long kept his emotions hidden, darkened his expression. The chill radiating from him startled Eunuch Changshun into unconsciously taking half a step back.
The princes' eyes blazed as though tempered in fire. They wished they could charge forward right then and let that outrageously brazen, wretched maid taste what it felt like to be struck by a rock!
If they hadn't happened to run into Imperial Physician Du and the others hurrying around that corner today, they scarcely dared imagine what would have become of Zhuolan!
Jiang Tinghuai shifted his gaze, looking with some concern at Consort Xuan's rigid figure, and sighed.
Hearing the little one's thoughts under these circumstances had to be sheer torture.