"Nán Wǎnyān, you made the Empress Dowager force us to consummate our marriage with a bowl of soup. Now, this king is as you wished, satisfied, hmm",Nán Wǎn Yān merged with memory, the pain intensifying. As her consciousness was about to dissipate, she heard a man's sneer and his final words: —,A little girl of three or four stood outside the high wall of Wing King's Mansion, looking up at another little girl lying on her belly on top of the wall. She whispered, "Almost there! Come on, Xiao Baozi!"。