ngs had been exposed. She wouldn't deny it now, after all, denial was pointless. This man wasn't a fool; even if she denied it, he wouldn't believe her."Yes, this Queen admits she still wants to take...Today, An An didn't have any drastic moves. When he saw Mo Jun Yi move away from him, he closed his eyes again as if he had fallen asleep.

Looking at AnAn like this, she doesn't look like a baby who is just a few months old at all.

Those who don't know him might think he has an adult living inside, as if he could understand what's happening around him.

Seeing him like this, Mo Junyi and Kang'er exchanged glances at that moment. Both of their eyes were filled with shock and helplessness.

Just then, Pingping in Kang'er's arms suddenly burst into tears.

Hearing the cry, Mo Junyi's brows furrowed instantly. He hurried over and without a word, took Pingping from Kang'er's arms.

After picking up Pingping, he started to sway around the room, rocking him and humming nursery rhymes skillfully.

Fortunately, this child Pingping is always easy to coax.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Pingping fell asleep once again.

Kang'er had been watching An'an in the crib. From beginning to end, An'an's eyes were closed and she wasn't affected by Pingping's crying.

After both children had finally settled down, Mo Junyi and Kang'er both let out a sigh of relief.

However, both of them also thought that letting Pingping and An'an continue like this was really not okay.

They wished they could bring An Xue Tang back immediately. They couldn't rest easy for a moment with her absent from the mansion and away from their two children.

……

News from the Beijiang Prince's Mansion soon reached the imperial palace.

Zhi'er sent so many people to chase and kill Yunliu and the other Cloud Family soldiers, but they still managed to escape back to Bei Jiang Wangfu.

So when these subordinates arrived at the palace and knelt before her to report the matter, Zhi'er was so furious that she trembled with rage.

Her face contorted with anger, her hands clenched into fists.

Gritting my teeth and bearing it, I couldn't hold back any longer.

Chi'er's eyes flashed with malice, her scarlet pupils glaring at her subordinates. She snarled through gritted teeth, "You are all a bunch of useless waste! You can't even handle something like this Do you still dare to dream of returning to the Western Regions Do you still dare to dream of reviving the Western Regions"

"You bunch of useless wastes, you can't accomplish anything. What kind of revival are you talking about How do you plan to return to the Western Regions"

Everything Chie does now is not just because she has gotten what she desperately sought after in her youth but also for the sake of her clan.

If she were still in her twenties, perhaps she would have gone to any lengths for the Emperor of Tianba, even giving up on avenging her clan.

Now that she is caught between the emperor and her clan, she naturally knows what matters more. Almost everything she does now is for the sake of her clan.

But the longer she planned, the more she realized that the people under her were nothing but a bunch of useless wastes, incapable even of handling small matters.

How can these people, the Xiyu Evil Clan, possibly contend with the royal families of Xiyu

With just these people, they can't even handle those useless wastes from Tianba Kingdom, how could they possibly deal with those royal families in Xiwu

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

She was so angry she wanted to attack the people in front of her right now.

If it were the old her, these people wouldn't even dare to come back after failing a mission. She would have killed them without hesitation.

Now, she had to consider staffing issues.

They already had insufficient manpower in Tianba, and Ming Deng's death dealt her a heavy blow.

Regardless, these people in front of her were all cultivated by Ming Deng.

If she were to be killed by her own hand, it would also be an injustice to Ming Deng for everything he did for her.

Thus, Chi'er ultimately had to swallow her anger and spare their lives.

Zi'er closed her eyes at that moment, took a deep breath to regulate herself, and then continued to look at the several subordinates kneeling before her. She gritted her teeth and spoke, "Now What is the situation now"

"That little brat can't do anything to the Beijang Wangfu, can she She just lets them continue living their lives with such reckless abandon"

The "little bunny" that Chi'er refers to naturally points to the current young master, Shuangshuang, of their Western Regions demonic clan.

Although Shuangshuang is Zhi'er's biological child, Zhi'er has never had any feelings for her.

Even in Zhi'er's heart, there was hatred for Shuangshuang.

If it weren't for Shuangshuang being her only flesh and blood, carrying her blood, she would have killed this vile creature long ago just to leave an heir for the Western Regions evil clan.

Hearing their master's question, the several people hurriedly reported everything that Shuangshuang and others had done recently in detail.

Finding out that Shuangshuang had somehow managed to get in touch with the people from Bai Guang Gong, and was even cooperating with them, calmed a little bit of Zhi'er's anger.

After a moment of silence, she let out a cold snort. “At least this little brat has some conscience, not forgetting the kindness Ming Deng has shown her over the past decade.”

After Chi'er muttered that sentence to herself, the two people kneeling on the ground suddenly looked at each other.

Both people clearly still had something to say, but they were afraid to speak up for fear of angering their masters.

Saying it out loud will only make their master's anger burn even hotter.

They only exchanged a glance, but Chi'er saw through their hesitation. She frowned, narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth, "What are you stalling for Just spit it out."

After Chi'er spoke coldly, the two subordinates dared not continue to hide it.

Both of them gritted their teeth and said, "Reporting to Master, young mistress...young mistress wants Master to go out of the palace to see her." didn't know if he sensed An Xuetang's worries. Suddenly, a nameless irritability surged within him.Putting down the paper in his hand, he looked up at Yunliu, "Has the letter been sent""My lord, it...