"Nanny, have someone secretly send some silver and medicinal herbs into the palace in a few days. I wonder how my poor Qing'er is holding up." Marchioness Ningyuan wiped away a tear welling at the corner of her eye, her mood turning melancholy. She only hated the ruthlessness of the imperial family, which kept her and her daughter apart.
Had she known that the Emperor would change his face faster than turning the pages of a book, she would have rather died than let Qing'er marry into the palace. It was just a pity that anything she said now was too late.
"Madam, you must not grieve excessively. If the Empress knew you were like this, she would surely be saddened." Nanny Wu felt a deep sense of injustice in her heart as well. She had watched the Marchioness's two children grow up, and who would have thought that fate would play such cruel tricks on them?
Chapter 569