Your Majesty, do you

Chu Yuning gritted her teeth, hating Xiao Wang's coldness. He didn't even spare their two-month-old child.,Chuyun's mind exploded with a buzz. He snatched the swaddle from the nurse's hand. The baby, Chuer, had a purplish face and the swaddle was soaked in blood.,Chu Yu calmed his mind, and a wave of messy memories came crashing in.。