Zhao's eyes were red. She was aware that after all these years, her mother had been sold in Pingzhou, and it wouldn't be easy to find her. Despite the odds, she still held onto hope and asked the head of the household to inquire. Her father and grandmother had sold her mother right in front of her, and the only thing she remembered was that the family who took her mother had the surname Yun.
She knew that having only a surname made the search difficult but still clung to the fantasy. After the head of the household had asked around among Pingzhou's rich families and found no one with the surname Yun, she felt a sudden pang of sadness. When her mother-in-law called her and she didn't adjust her emotions right away, she calmed herself down and shook her head, "Mother, just now the head of the household almost dropped Ming Rui while holding him. It gave me quite a scare. I was still in shock."
