The Empress Dowager held Jia Cong's hand and personally sent the father and son to the entrance of the palace.

Then he said: "Shou Zhong, Hongxiu, I will send your third master out of the palace."

The figures of Jia She and his son gradually fade away under the illumination of palace lanterns.

The Empress Dowager called softly: "Qi Huaiyi."

The white-haired old eunuch emerged from the shadows of the palace.

"The old slave is here."

The Empress Dowager said softly: "Cong'er is still young and thin, so don't let her fall into the hands of Jia Shi."

"I'm afraid it won't be enough for you alone, so I'll choose someone useful and send it over."

"Yes, I'll do it now, old slave."

The dim palace lantern reflects the soft winter rain,

The Queen Mother sighed quietly and murmured to herself.

"The Chinese New Year is almost here..."

"After the New Year, it will be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month again..."
Chapter completed!