Giving Birth to a Son

At this moment Dongfang Wanqing quickly chided her, admonishing her, "Ruoli, His Majesty and the Empress's history is none of your business. Stand down immediately."

"Yes ma'am."

With that, Dongfang Ruoli hurried away in embarrassment.

"Jiancheng, Ruoli is still young and just wants to protect you, so don't blame her." Dongfang Wanqing looked at Murong Jiancheng gently.

Murong Jiancheng remained silent before commenting, "Wanqing, you can stand down as well."

Dongfang Wanqing froze slightly but recovered quickly and smiled. "Alright, Your Majesty. Don't forget to dress your wound. I'll take my leave first."

Dongfang Wanqing left.

Murong Jiancheng lowered his eyes to look at the divorce papers again. Looking at them made his chest hurt.

Ruoli wasn't wrong.

Yuewu was overly arrogant and willful. She had snatched him away when she desired him and now that she didn't love him anymore, she was kicking him to the curb.