Lady Wang and I went into labor on the same day.
She bore a son, while I bore a daughter.
When I awoke, lines of floating comments suddenly appeared in the air.
[The supporting woman is going to die of rage when she finds out the emperor switched her son for some stray girl.]
[With a family like hers, do you think the emperor would ever have risked letting her get pregnant if it weren’t for our precious Lulu?]
[The emperor is willing to corrupt the imperial bloodline for Lulu. The god of pure love has fallen!]
The next moment, Pei Yangxi carried the baby girl to my bedside.
“Ah Ci, look how adorable our child is.”