The Emperor was holding his teacup, but before he could even take a sip, he saw his son storm over and stride behind the screen.
He looked as if he was afraid Shen Ningning would suffer the slightest harm.
Behind the screen, the embroideresses and nannies were kneeling all over the floor.
A dark light glinted in Mo Lingwei's cold eyes.
He turned to look at Shen Ningning. The little one was clutching her tummy, one small hand gripping the edge of a cabinet, her big, jet-black eyes flashing with defiance.
"What's wrong?" he asked, striding over. He grabbed a nearby outer robe and draped it over her shoulders.
A Chief Maid explained in a fluster, "Your Highness, please forgive us. We were about to change the Village Chief's undergarments, but she won't let anyone touch her things."
Mo Lingwei glanced down.
Her Ruyi was still tied around Shen Ningning's waist.
And not just that, but also the Dragon Pendant he had given her.
