Zhu Nanzhi looked at Zhiyu's expression; at this moment, Zhiyu no longer had that earlier air of calm leisure.
On the contrary, a kind of "want to refuse but actually welcoming" look appeared on her face.
This expression was very familiar to Zhu Nanzhi, because she'd seen it on other people's faces before.
Both scared and pleased.
Hmph, so what if she's tall?
Still can't quite handle her husband, can she?
Just that…
Isn't the voice a bit too loud?
Zhu Nanzhi couldn't help looking toward the direction of Huangyu Palace; she knew Mu Qingyue's birth mother was currently with Aunt Pei.
But Aunt Pei should put up a Barrier, right…
Inside Huangyu Palace.
Dong Han, Xia Ming and a few foxes were squatting on the ground involuntarily, their bodies trembling slightly, completely unable to lift their heads.
When a certain sound from Zhiyu drifted over, Pei Wanyu and Huang Ningshang couldn't help but look that way.
"Her voice is pretty loud."
