An Ning dragged An Luming through the Imperial Palace, heading towards Xiaoxiang Palace.
There was a smoldering fury in her heart.
She couldn't let Xiao Jinxing extend his claws toward children.
It's simply deranged.
"Mother." An Luming furrowed his tiny brows, unable to resist calling out to her.
"Hmm?"
"It hurts a bit." An Luming moved his little wrist.
An Ning then realized she had held on too tightly due to her anger.
She quickly relaxed her grip a bit.
An Luming looked at her, "Mother, are you upset because I am practicing martial arts and studying with Father?"
"What does he say to you usually?" An Ning didn't answer directly but asked back.
"Not much." An Luming thought for a moment and added, "Except for some key points needed for martial arts and lessons, he rarely speaks to me otherwise."
"Really?" An Ning was skeptical.
He hasn't been brainwashing An Luming?!
