Everyone in the hall felt quite sorry when they saw Shen Ninghua's performance. Shen Ninghua was just a fourteen-year-old girl. It was already difficult for her to remain calm after seeing her birth mother's courtyard destroyed.

Madam Zhao wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Her heart was filled with rejoice, but her face was full of sadness. "Ninghua, calm down. I'm sorry that your birth mother's courtyard was burned down. You can take me as your mother in the future, and I ...