Mrs. Wang's face went pale when she heard her daughter's words.
Princess Consort Zhuang turned her head away, unable to look, but her heart ached terribly.
'She would rather come and pressure me than let my younger sister suffer.'
'I can never escape this cage of a harem. What is the point of all my desperate fighting, scheming, and plotting?'
At that moment, Princess Consort Zhuang felt a wave of despair wash over her.
She had entered the palace for the glory of her family, but instead of protecting her, they constantly dragged her down.
Mrs. Wang wanted to say more, but seeing her daughter's expression, she forced herself to swallow her words. After a long moment, she said, "I know you've been wronged, my dear, but there's nothing to be done."
Princess Consort Zhuang had heard those words too many times. It was the same thing her mother had cried and said to her when she was sent to the palace.
And so, her heart had softened, and she had agreed to enter the palace.
