"Yes, it was this old servant!"
Before Nanny Zhao even stepped into the Magistrate Mansion, she was still hesitating.
But once she had sounded the drum of injustice and was brought into the main hall, her heart became, instead, calm.
There was no turning back now; she could only forge ahead!
No longer struggling, Nanny Zhao found herself feeling even more composed.
She straightened her back, lifted her head, and looked intently at the Capital Governor, "I don't know if your Excellency is aware, but over a decade ago, our lady gave birth to a son for the Marquis."
The Capital Governor had been serving in the Magistrate Mansion for only six years, but he had previously been transferred around several Yamen (government offices) in the Capital City.
Thus, he had heard some old tales about the city.
