Zhou Ying looked at her in shock and asked, "Do you know that no matter what happens, you and your children will be implicated?"
"I know."
"Then why are you..."
"I'm not afraid that you'll laugh at me. I couldn't win against that vixen, Zhao Xiuying's aunt.
"My son's legs were crippled before the New Year, and now he's completely disabled." Madam Zhao looked at Zhao Xiuli with tears in her eyes. "He now wants to send my daughter to the palace to pave the way for him and his son-in-law."
Zhou Ying was stunned for a moment. "Isn't this a good thing? After entering the palace, it's a matter of whether your daughter wants to help or not. Could it be that he dares ask the Emperor for her?"
"But there's the Empress; I can't let my daughter put herself in danger." Madam Zhao hesitated.
When Zhou Ying heard that, she remembered that Zhou Huaiming mentioned that Lord Zhao was the First Prince's subordinate.
