Emperor Liang was momentarily at a loss for words.
Though the ruler's words were not to be taken lightly, when he originally made the promise to that little mischief, he hadn't expected her to ask him for a mother.
If one were to suggest Yan Xiaojiu had instigated this, Emperor Liang didn't believe it.
It wasn't that he trusted Yan Xiaojiu much, but rather because whenever Yan Xiaojiu taught the little one horseback riding, there were always palace attendants present. The moment she tried to instigate something, someone would have gone to report it to Jinluan Palace.
Besides, the little one was as crafty as could be—who could truly manipulate her?
Recalling how Nie'er called "Zhaozhao" this and "Zhaozhao" that, while the imperial concubines failed to curry even the slightest favor with the little one, Emperor Liang mused that if Yan Xiaojiu really could manipulate the child, it would have to be because of her own great skill.
His gaze fell upon Meng Qianqian's face.
