"Father, look at Mother's complexion, it's so poor. Is she ill? How can you let her come to the palace with us when she's not well? She should be resting at home."
"Uh!"
The head of the Zui Family was choked by her words.
He turned his head, away from Ming'er's view, and fiercely glared at his wife.
If she ruins his plan to save Chun'er, he definitely won't let this woman have a good time; truly, she's more of a hindrance than a help!
Madam Zui was startled by her husband's glare, feeling a pang of dread.
She looked up at Ming'er, her gaze as venomous as if it could poison her to death.
Why was this woman so meddlesome? Her poor complexion was just because she was worried about Chun'er. Chun'er was alone in Quan Palace, who knows what might happen to her.
"Her Majesty the Empress misunderstood. I was only worried about Chun'er's well-being in the palace, and thus, I slept poorly last night."
