C37 My poor daughter

Her steps paused slightly, and Dong Fang Zi Qing answered with a soft 'hmm'. She lifted up her skirt and walked out of the door in big strides, her heart as anxious as an arrow!

"Empress, Lu Ping will be praying for the Empress here. May the Empress not be …" "It's a burden!" As she spoke softly to the disappearing figure, Lu Ping's eyes reddened.

Just as Dong Fang Ziqing had said