The moment the Empress Dowager was about to die.
Little Jingshu reached out a hand from her swaddled clothes and stuffed it into the empress dowager's mouth.
The empress dowager was stunned.
The child's small hands were delicate. The Empress Dowager was about to die and had long lost control of herself.
Her teeth fell gently, but unexpectedly, they grazed Little Jingshu's fingers.
A fragrant scent immediately assailed his nostrils.
Lu Huaijiang frowned. With a wave of his hand, he enveloped the entire chamber with his power. Not even the slightest aura could be emitted.
"Ya ya…" Little Jingshu was still jabbing her fingers and babbling.
Her fingers were still stuffed into the Empress Dowager's mouth.
The empress dowager felt a sweet taste in her mouth. It was better than the precious wine she had drunk for so many years.
However, her rationality forced her to endure it and push her finger out.
