To look at a child who knows nothing with such malice, one's character is truly appalling. I just don't know how he passed the political review and became the head of the cultural troupe.

Oh.....

This female group leader probably never realized that she had already been exposed, right? Well, it's only a few glances, most people really wouldn't notice.

But who could blame her for running into Queen Ye?

If we weren't vigilant enough, we would have been wiped out long ago, how could we still be here?

Yingying's playful smile slowly faded, and her eyes gained a deep, unfathomable darkness. Her cold gaze suddenly shot towards the woman.

This is unbelievable!

It turns out that there were so many people rushing to become mistresses in this era. You could see them everywhere, even more than in later generations. They were so brazen and audacious.

Moreover, do they want to stage a drama like "Beyond the Realm of Conscience," "Empresses in the Palace," or "Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace"?

Would he casually think of targeting the child of the legal wife?

The female troupe leader of the Southern Military Region's cultural troupe was speaking to the deputy troupe leader beside her when she suddenly felt as if she were being stared at by a hungry wolf on the grassland, and her hair stood on end.

But when I realized what was happening and checked, I found nothing; everything seemed perfectly normal.

The only difference was that the little radishes on stage went backstage after singing.

The host began announcing the next segment: the traditional dance "Pan Drum Dance" would be performed by the comrades from the Northern Military Region Cultural Troupe.

When the large musical instruments were placed on the stage, they really attracted the soldiers' attention.

Ye Yue Leng will not be on stage this time; instead, Xin Wei will lead the team.

"Don't be nervous, keep going, we've rehearsed many times, there won't be any problems."

It's rare to see the Ice-Faced Goddess manage to string together so many words in a single sentence.

Xin Wei took a deep breath and nodded to her friend: "Yeah, don't worry, we'll do our best."

Traditional dance is a specialty of the comrades in the Northern Military Region Cultural Troupe.

............

Backstage.

Ye Wanying took off her son's slightly sweaty white shirt: "You did a great job, keep it up."

Hearing her mother's words, the little one hummed twice, her beautiful eyes almost disappearing with laughter.

"Mommy, Tuanzi did a great job! Can I have some Häagen-Dazs?"

"Okay, cake!"

Tuanzi immediately shook her head: "No, ice cream!"

"No way! Your stomach wasn't feeling well the other day, and you still want ice cream? Dream on!"

"Well... okay then, cake it is." Her reply was so reluctant, her little face almost melting one's heart. But today's weather really wasn't suitable for ice cream.

It's a bit cold~

Soon, the little figure was dressed in a miniature version of Hanfu, and also wore a self-made scholar's hat on its head.

Ye Wanying couldn't help but pinch her son's cheeks a few times: "Baby, how can you be so cute?"

The little one was used to it; when Mommy pinched his cheeks, his chubby little hands would hug Ye Wanying's neck tightly, and he would burrow his head in like a little cow.

"It's Mommy who made Tuanzi so cute."

Oh, those little mouths, did they secretly eat honey? How come they're so sweet?

Ye Wanying laughed and pulled him into her arms: "You're allowed to have half a piece of cake tonight."

"Really?"

"Of course!" Since you're so sweet-talking!

The little guy instantly forgot about the ice cream he had been craving; the cake was delicious too!