The healthy child was suddenly plotted against and even had a miscarriage. And it happened after the fetus had formed. This was undeniably vicious. If the mother's body hadn't held up, couldn't there have been two deaths?
Even if the mother's body was resilient, a miscarriage at this stage would still harm her health. If it caused her to never conceive again, it would be a fatal blow.
So even with just a little thought, how could the Prime Minister's Mansion let it go easily?
They must demand justice; they can't just let it pass with a loud noise and little action.
Song Ci surveyed the surroundings, then looked outside. Nanny Gong had already led people to clean up the entire courtyard. Now, everything was orderly, unlike the messy state when he first arrived.
Nanny Gong walked in and stood beside Song Ci, her face especially stern.
"Did you find anything amiss?" Song Ci asked softly.
The Duke Madam slightly lifted her eyelids and perked up her ears.
"Nothing found so far."
