The woman's voice was sharp and piercing, ensuring that everyone heard her clearly.
The lively and harmonious atmosphere of the hall came to an abrupt silence at her outburst.
Everyone turned their heads towards the source of the sound, only to see a pageboy dressed in grey clothes hastily yanking off the kerchief binding his hair, allowing a waterfall of black hair to tumble down.
It was a woman.
The strange bulge in her stomach gave her an odd appearance.
Her fervent gaze was fixed on the Imperial Grandson in Emperor Yue's hands. She stretched out her hand, "That's my child, that is my baby, give me back my baby!"
Upon seeing her face, Wei Jiuzhong's demeanor changed instantly. His fist clenched tightly as his body tightened into a defensive stance, but it relaxed quickly.
He gestured to the Guard Commander.
Contained within that glance was a multitude of questions.
For example, why was this woman here?
The Guard Commander was equally baffled.
