Ke Zhenge has not been seen for a long time, who would listen to Yuebai's advice this time,Before she could speak again, she noticed Green Cong’s hand tremble as she held the silver spoon. Her heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to say something, Zhou Shi, Mother of Qin'er, sounded from outside the door, “Madam, it’s not good—”,This day was a springtime day in the second year of Emperor Jia Ming's reign.。