Your Majesty, do you

Chu Yuning gritted her teeth, hating Xiao Wang's coldness. He didn't even spare their two-month-old child.,Rumor has it that Ye, the concubine who was about to die, is now holding a baby with great interest. Her finger as white as jade gently caresses the baby's face.,That day, at King Xiao's palace, officials were discussing matters of state. Chu Yunning sat in the pavilion, enjoying the breeze.。