Queen Zhao, sitting before her dressing table, scoffed. "My son had just become embroiled in Beilan City's crisis, and someone immediately couldn't sit still. Could it be that they thought our Zhao Family doesn't have people?"
Earlier, the queen had speedily summoned her younger brother Zhao Sheng to the palace. By this time, Zhao Sheng should already have set out for Beilan City with his two sons to rescue the crown prince.
Beside her, Nanny Qing gently massaged Her Majesty the Queen's shoulders, and she couldn't resist cutting in, "Isn't that right. Your Majesty doesn't need to worry. His Highness the Crown Prince is very capable, so how could this trivial matter stump him! Rather, it's that crown prince consort…"
Nanny Qing paused her speech. Hexiang, who had entered while carrying a cup of tea, walked lightly to the queen's side. She docilely set the cup of tea before the queen and then stood behind her without making a sound.
