The First Madam, Mrs. Dong, quietly made up her mind.
He Song was right; God helps those who help themselves.
She had been weak for too many years, and it was time to start fighting for her own interests.
No longer should the servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion find amusement in them daily, nor should the people of the West Wing ride roughshod over them and humiliate them.
Having bid farewell to her parents and her brother and sister-in-law at home, First Madam Mrs. Dong turned and boarded the carriage.
It was a long time after the carriage left that the Dong Family reluctantly turned back.
Old Master Dong said nothing the whole time, but beside him, Mrs. Dong sighed repeatedly.
Suddenly, he spoke to his second son, Dong Weicun.
"Go and bring all those life-saving pills here. Divide each type in half, and let Qin Zhen take them all into the palace this time."
Life-saving pills?!
Old Master Dong's words shocked everyone present.
But on second thought, it made sense.
