The Crown Prince is the legitimate son of the central palace.
Empress Zheng, as the biological mother, how could she allow others to tarnish her son's name without reason?
She glanced at the Imperial Concubine with a chilling gaze.
It seemed almost tangible, as if cutting someone into a thousand pieces.
The fierce expression vanished in an instant, replaced by a smiling demeanor.
Looking at Mingzhu, there was a hint of strange affection in her eyes.
"You might not know, but I went to the Women's Academy with your mother as classmates and friends, before we came of age."
"Just separated by palace walls, later we lost contact. The Crown Prince is a filial child; knowing the friendship between me and your mother, he wanted to find a way for you to come to the palace to chat with me, but feared the vinegar jar in your family might not let you go. Thus, he arranged a position for you. From now on, we can meet often."
There was once a Women's Academy in the capital.
