Qi Yue finally came back to herself. She shook her head, braced a hand on the table, and collapsed into the chair.
The air was still filled with Nangong Zhongli's scent. She held her forehead with her hand, yet that sense of unreality washed over her again.
It felt like she'd just had a terrifying nightmare.
She really wished this was all just a dream!
Why did they have to make her choose between her baby and Xiaonuan? One was her most beloved flesh and blood, the other her best friend.
But she understood: with Nangong Zhongli's ability and background, trying to fight her was like an ant wrestling an elephant.
It was basically an egg hitting a rock.
What Nangong Zhongli wanted wasn't her child, nor Xiaonuan's child, but… for the Crown Prince to completely give up on Xiaonuan.
If she simply wanted to make her abort the baby, she could think of ten thousand ways to do it.
She wouldn't have gone to all this trouble to come and say these things to her.
