"Confirmed."
Murong Xuelian, who was in a great mood just now, had a gloomy look on her face at this moment. "That hen that couldn't lay eggs finally succeeded. How annoying! And that little bitch, daring to compete with my palace, does she actually hope to obtain a Crown Prince title for Longze Jingtian's child in her belly? Humph!"
"My Lady, what should we do?"
"Let me think, I need to think carefully." Murong Xuelian finally spat out the grape seed, her slender fingers with bright red nails gently stroked her own belly. "Since these two people want to oppose me, they can't blame me for being ruthless!"
The viciousness that flashed across Murong Xuelian's beautiful face was so intimidating that even Hu Po, who had been following her for years, felt terrified.
"Come here!" Murong Xuelian beckoned to Hu Po and whispered in her ear. "Spread the news that King Jing's concubine has good news to the one in Qingluan Palace, so that my palace can have them bite each other like dogs."
