Lulu looked at them in confusion.
"Don't cry, don't cry ... This is a bedtime story that my godmother told me. It's just a bedtime story."
Lulu wanted to comfort her, but the children cried even harder when they heard her voice.
The entire Class-A was like a purgatory.
The sound of crying shook the sky.
Occasionally, some students would pass by the beginner class and see her standing at the door in a daze. They would point a finger at her and say, ""Miss Lulu, did you make them cry again? You're going to call your parents again, right?"
"I'm just ..." Lulu replied innocently. I told you a story." I didn't do anything.
Eunuch Lu had not even entered the palace before he was invited back.
