"I won't allow it! What about you, Wei'er?" Ai Xue looked at Wei'er.
"I also want a ring," Wei'er said softly.
At that moment, both of them, as if by agreement, stood on the same side.
The soon-to-be adult Aina, undoubtedly the most manipulative one, brought them an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Ai Xue even felt that Aina's previous display of sadness was all an act.
She went out once and snagged the first wedding ring.
What's next? Coming back with a baby bump?
And then giving birth to their senior's first son?
The legitimate eldest son?
Ai Xue shook her head.
Thankfully, their senior was not some unfeeling emperor, nor did he have any harem courtyards; otherwise, with Aina as a competitor, she feared she might be out of favor and thrown into the cold palace at any moment.