Liu Zhi clutched Liu Mianmian's arm tightly: "Your Highness, please go and apologize to the Empress Dowager, she will definitely make His Majesty truly favor you!"
"By then, not only will you be able to resolve this current predicament, but you may even have a child. Spending the latter half of your life in Shen Palace with such a support wouldn't be so bad!"
"Your Highness, you are different from us slaves, you are born of noble blood, you absolutely must not do this—this is beneath you!"
Self-degradation?
A look of tragic sorrow flashed across Liu Mianmian's eyes.
She covered her hand with a handkerchief and grasped the handle.
Liu Zhi pulled on Liu Mianmian's wrist: "If all else fails, Your Highness, you can discuss it with the Empress, she has many methods and will surely be fine!"
