Nán Wǎnyān's memories intertwined with the pain, intensifying until it was almost unbearable. As her consciousness began to fade, she heard a man sneer and utter his final words: —,Nán Wǎnyān reached out to touch her own face, but Gù Mòhàn's attendant walked over and said coldly, "The king has ordered! The princess has committed countless sins, so she is bestowed with a bowl of the abortion potion. From today onwards, she will be confined to the cold courtyard, regardless of life or death!",A little girl of three or four stood outside the high wall of Wing King's Palace, looking up at another little girl lying on top of the wall and whispering, "Almost there! Come on, Xiao Baozi!"。