Thinking about those unsightly affairs within the Palace, Chen Yiling was able to let go.
The grand and imposing courtyard had many vying to squeeze in, unaware of the endless scheming and suffering the people inside endured daily.
Better to choose a reliable person and live freely in this world with those she loved.
"Mother, there are bad people in our house; I will go live at godmother's place."
Qin Mingrui said earnestly, looking up.
The maid had just told him to hide, but he had seen everything clearly: the two visitors were clearly up to no good, and his mother wore a face full of disgust.
Chen Yiling patted her son's head, "Alright, but you have to ask your godmother what she thinks."
"Of course, you're welcome," Qiao Duo'er replied.
Qin Mingrui gestured a victory sign.
"While you're at your godmother's place, you must stay there well and not cause trouble; Mother will come see you tomorrow."