"The Princess Consort truly has a talent for acting!" Yu Nianzhao couldn't help but applaud her after listening to the story.
Princess An Nan's sobs came to a sudden stop. She lifted her eyes and glared at Yu Nianzhao with a sinister look, "What do you mean by that? Who's acting?"
"Woo woo woo..." The ghost angrily wailed at Princess An Nan in pain.
If she hadn't promised Yu Nianzhao not to hurt anyone, she would have lunged at her already.
"Is what you say necessarily true?" Yu Nianzhao countered, "The ghost's tongue was forcibly torn out. Why do you think that was?"
"That's because... because her curses were too venomous, that's why it's like this, I suppose."
"So was it you who tore out her tongue?"
"How could that be? I pity her as my half-sister and didn't let her soul scatter, that's already good enough."
