C43 Weak consort with dystocia(1)
Ji Tian Ning was wearing jeans and a half-sleeved T-shirt. Under the busy gaze of the Begonia, she finally picked up her cowboy jacket and put it on. The eunuch who came to deliver the message secretly glanced at Ji Tian Ning's arm and hastily lowered his head. Although he had been in the palace for a long time, he had never seen such a sight
