"Bring someone!"
Emperor Hong Wen was about to give the order to capture someone when the imperial grandson in Yun Nian's arms suddenly started crying.
Emperor Hong Wen's eyes flickered, "Put the child down! Someone, take the child away!"
Regardless, the child was his grandson.
How could Yun Nian keep holding onto him as if he were a talisman?
Mu Qingling was the first to reach out her hand, "Give me the child…"
Yun Nian refused, "The child was born under my care. Besides his mother, I won't give him to anyone."
Mu Qingling's eyes turned cold, "But his mother is already dead."
"With which eye did you see her die?" Yun Nian mocked.
Mu Qingling glanced at the folding screen.
Was Xiao Ziheng lost in thought?