Lu Jinghong sat on the bed in a daze.
"But I had a dream. I dreamed that a child was looking at me, covered in blood."
"Is it the original her?" Lu Jinghong bit his lip and recalled what Lu huaijiang had said. As long as the child wore the talisman, he would be safe.
The nanny's expression was slightly indifferent.
"That child is about to become a boy. Once the Crown Prince ascends the throne, you will be the Empress. She's the Empress who's only below one person and above tens of thousands of people."
"If it's a Princess, then with so many concubines in the eastern Palace and you coming from the great Zhou, can the new emperor make a decision for you? Will the Empress Dowager really side with you? The only thing I can help you with is a boy. The eldest son of the first wife."
Lu Jinghong sighed softly and lay down on the bed.
"Throw away the talisman."
