"You, you, you!"
The nanny didn't expect Mo Ruyue to not only have a sharp tongue, but also speak so confidently. She was so angry that she didn't know how to retort. She could only say that Mo Ruyue was bold and impudent.
In the end, she realized that she was extremely angry, but Mo Ruyue was still standing there without moving. If anything happened to Consort Li and the heir in her stomach, no one could bear the responsibility.
The nanny was furious and indignant. She raised her hand and was about to slap Mo Ruyue.
Seeing the nanny's actions, Mo Ruyue bent down and sat on the ground, coincidentally avoiding the nanny's slap.
"Granny, stop shouting. The more you shout, the more scared I am. Look at my legs. They are so weak that I can't stand up."
Mo Ruyue looked around as she spoke. The palace maids and eunuchs widened their eyes and stared at her in disbelief.
