The whole family immediately changed their demeanor, all rushing to Murong Man's side to serve her tea and pour her water.
Murong Man's expression finally softened.
She felt quite pleased with herself, thinking that heaven was helping her. Although the Murong Family had fallen to such a state, as if they had been thrust into hell, there was still a way out. Who could have thought, even if Yun Weiwei became the Principal Consort, in the end, she couldn't bear children?
"Of course it's true, it was Murong Jiu who said it herself last night at the palace banquet, in front of the Emperor and the Empress, that if Yun Weiwei doesn't take care of her body, she won't be able to conceive for five years!"
"It's Murong Jiu again! Why is she everywhere!"
"Murong Jiu really deserves to die, a lowly life, yet she manages to be so glorious!"
The legitimate daughters of the second and third branches spoke with envy.