Mu Qingya trembled. Her eyes were already filled with tears, and her voice carried anger.
The Ninth Emperor smiled faintly and said, "I've already talked with Dongfang Yu."
"Sister, I know you will..." Mu Qingya smiled and went forward, trying to tug the Ninth Emperor's hand.
The Ninth Emperor quickly put her hand in Nan Changfeng's hand, avoiding Mu Qingya's hand.
Nan Changfeng froze, lowering his gaze to look at her hand in his palm, and the smile on his face grew warmer.
However, this somehow felt like a sword was deeply stabbing Mu Qingya's heart.
She bit her lip to restrain the anger.
"I have already talked with her." The Ninth Emperor smiled faintly. "If others bullied her, why not do something more powerful to fight that person back?"
She knew her people well. If it were not for Old Lady Mu being a demon, Dongfang Yu would not have acted like that.
