Yan Zhiwu looked at his mother's worried and disapproving eyes, then at the Sun couple's expectant eyes. He was caught in a dilemma.
After hesitating for a moment, he looked at the Grand Scholar Sun and said, "Uncle, I would like to see Miaoke. If she is willing to marry me, I am willing to enter the palace to give it a try."
"I don't agree." After Mrs. Yan finished speaking, she dragged him out.
"Mother, this is our only chance. Let me try. No matter if it succeeds or not, I won't regret it in the future."
"You bastard, have you ever thought about your father and me? You might lose your life if you go. I don't want to see you die.
"Also, if we anger the Emperor, it will be a disaster for our two families."
When Mrs. Yan said this, she looked at Grand Scholar Sun and said, "Brother-in-law, don't just watch. Hurry up and persuade him.
"Are you really prepared to lose your beloved daughter and even bury your entire family with her?"
