When Anning stood before the Immortal Maid, her face calm and composed and completely unharmed, the Immortal Maid's eyes widened as she shrieked, "Why? Weren't you punished?" Her voice was filled with shock and bewilderment. She had assumed her plan had succeeded, yet the Anning before her was entirely unscathed.
Anning smiled faintly, a flash of disdain crossing her eyes, and said, "Did you really think your little tricks could fool all of us? From the moment you kept whispering in my ear that once Mother was with child she would no longer love me, I took a dislike to you. I knew then that your intentions were impure, so I began keeping an eye on you. You kept egging me on, trying to make me get rid of the child in Mother's womb—how could I ever grant your wish? I immediately told Mother what was happening, and we even put on a performance of Mother losing the child. Never did I expect that you still wouldn't give up, that you would actually try to poison Mother to strip her of her fertility, and even frame me to achieve your goal. You are truly vicious!"
The Immortal Maid's face was a mask of utter disbelief. She struggled frantically, trying to approach Anning, but was held fast by the Immortal-Binding Rope, unable to move an inch. "No, this is impossible! I clearly..." The Immortal Maid's voice turned shrill with agitation, her eyes wide open with rage and lingering resentment.
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