Song Yunzhao recalled what the First Madam had said yesterday. 'The First Madam really has the bearing of a family matriarch,' she thought. 'If she hadn't told me those things yesterday, I'd be quite anxious today.'
So, she looked at Han Jinyi and said, "My eldest uncle has always been upright and cautious as an official, and my father's position is too low to be of any consequence. I'm not worried on that front."
"That's good." Han Jinyi let out a sigh of relief. "As long as your family is stable, your position in the palace will be secure. You have the Emperor's favor now. If you could deliver some good news, that would be even better."
Song Yunzhao saw Han Jinyi glancing at her stomach and was at a loss for words. She could only put on an embarrassed expression to brush it off.
'Who can say for sure when it comes to pregnancy? Earning a promotion through a child is a shortcut, but for me, that shortcut would just be the icing on the cake.'
