Old Madam Bai looked at Bai Jinglie in front of her, feeling somewhat comforted. Speaking of which, her eldest grandson was still the resourceful one. Even without military power in his hands, he could find another way to help the Holy Emperor amass wealth.
Bai Jinglie wanted to persuade her further, but Old Madam Bai cut him off. "Besides, do you really think an ordinary young lady from a good family could fare well under Ms. Kuang's thumb?
"Look at the entire Central Palace right now. Isn't it much quieter than when the late Emperor was alive?"
Bai Jinglie finally understood her intentions. "But not everyone is like Empress Zhou. Character and temperament are also crucial. If she turns out to be weak, wouldn't I be ruining her for the rest of her life?"
