Su Xiaoling did not answer.
Wei Ling couldn't help but whimper. She closed her eyes numbly and bit her lip.
"If Mother is hungry, the grass roots beside you can be eaten."
Su Xiaoling's voice came from afar.
After that, there was no more sound.
Wei Ling's gaze landed on the grass around her. Eat grass roots? How?
These were all eaten by cows and horses. How could she eat them?
Betting her life was the most regrettable thing she'd ever done in her life.
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At this moment, there was already a commotion outside.
When Dou Fu found out that the empress and the crown prince consort had fallen off the cliff and disappeared, she wanted to go down the cliff to take a look. However, the temple monk said that the cliff was thousands of feet high and was connected to the foreign land below. She could not go down.
Dou Fu suspected that it was the empress's plan, but even she herself fell down.
