"Miss, do you think the virtuous prince really knows that the young master is in Prime Minister Liu's hands?"
"You should know."
Since Song Shumin can say that the young master can be brought back in a few days, it seems that there will be no problem in this matter.
Returned to Prince An's Mansion.
Aunt Hua quickly brought over some ginseng soup. "Young lady, why did you take so long today? Drink some ginseng soup quickly to replenish yourself. Don't get too tired."
Zhao Yunzhu took it, drank it in one gulp, and then sighed.
"The Queen Mother invited Consort Xian and me into the palace today and asked us to go to the Zhang family."
Aunt Hua took the empty bowl and paused, "Young lady went to the Zhang family?"
"Young lady, I'm afraid you've suffered a lot today..."
Aunt Hua sighed, her face full of helplessness, "Alas, the young lady must have suffered a lot today."
Zhao Yunzhu raised her hand, took a sour plum from the white glazed plate on the round table and put it into her mouth.
"If Miss Zhang can make it through these two days, it would be fine. But if she can't, I'm afraid something bad will happen."
The sour taste in her taste buds made her frown and blink her eyes, almost forcing her to cry.
Aunt Hua quickly handed over a cup of tea, which Zhao Yunzhu gulped down in one gulp before continuing, "We went to Qingyun Temple today, and I'm afraid Miss Zhang isn't going to make it."
All Zhao Yunzhu could think of was Miss Zhang’s pale face and her barely breathing breath.
She is not optimistic.
After all, even though Madam Zhang was a remarkable woman, she had now left Miss Zhang's fate to fate.
"Oh, what a sin! If only General Liu hadn't gone to the Zhang family yesterday, there wouldn't have been so many things happening later."
There was a hint of resentment in Aunt Hua's words.
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