444 was very curious: Host, didn't you know Feng Han was making arrangements and would soon make his move? Why did you still say one or two years?
At most, it would take no more than three months in its view. Perhaps even sooner, the palace would surely descend into chaos.
Idiot. I'm deliberately misleading them.
If Zhou Tong and his wife truly developed malicious intentions and wanted to report this to the higher-ups, this deadline would instead become the fatal weakness of those members of the Imperial Family.
You really are sly.
Its host was becoming more and more devious. He was almost about to surpass it, Fourth Brother.
That wouldn't do. It had to hurry up and improve as well. Otherwise, how could it guide its host in the future?
Zhou Tianyou gritted his teeth. "Father, Mother, I'll go."
County Vice-Magistrate Zhou looked at his son reluctantly and clenched his fists.
He knew that, given the current situation, this was the only choice.
He only hoped that Su Qiao would keep her word.
Madam Zhou also knew that things had come to this point and there was no turning back. She sorrowfully hugged her son. "Tianyou... my son... Mother has ruined you. If only I hadn't been muddleheaded for a moment..."
"Mother, it's fine. Didn't she say that as long as we obey, she'll let me return in one or two years?" Zhou Tianyou gritted his teeth as he hugged her and comforted her.
Su Qiao looked solemnly at Zhou Tianyou. "Zhou Tianyou, I keep my word, but you should also remember what you just said."
"If your parents obey, you'll be safe. Otherwise, the lives of your parents and your younger sister will also be in your hands. You aren't allowed to play any little tricks either."