Nanny Yun felt that no matter who it was, it didn't matter now. Merely appearing in this place and catching the Empress's attention could be considered a good deed.
Nanny Yun hadn't failed to notice Zheng Nianru's declining spirits during these days. Nanny Yun understood, but the only consolation was that, fortunately, the Empress had not been subjected to the constraints of female morals from childhood. If she had been raised like other daughters of the Aristocratic Gentry Clans, she would have been washing her face with tears day in and day out, seeking death in despair.
This was merely a lack of worldly suffering.
