Song Yunzhao spun a tale with a straight face. "I heard a few things from Chief Steward Zhang. You know he's one of the Emperor's men, so he's a bit better informed."
Song Nanzhen breathed a sigh of relief. This daughter of his had never been one to take a loss lying down, not even as a child. If she ever suffered a setback, she was sure to find a way to get even.
'She was only afraid he would take his anger about her coming to the traveling palace out on Minister Cao. Although she knew he disliked Minister Cao's actions, when you're under someone else's roof, you have to know when to bow your head.'
"That's good, then. That's good."
Song Yunzhao kept her smile in place. 'My father is wonderful in every way, except for some of his deeply ingrained, old-fashioned ideas.'
