But if that could stump her, she would not be Zhao Min. Once she realized what she had overlooked, she quickly came up with a new remedy. "Xiao, have you considered another issue? If your son follows you into seclusion overseas, growing up in remote mountains and wilderness, how could he develop like a normal child? You might not even be able to find a doctor when he falls ill. Even if he somehow grows up safely, let alone... But if he remains in Shangjing City, I can guarantee that he will still be a prince, enjoying everything the imperial family has to offer from childhood and receiving a royal education. Wouldn't that be far better than wandering overseas with you?"
"This..." Xiao Zhonghui was indeed swayed by her words. When she thought of her son's health, education, and future prospects, her previous resolve wavered even further. "But... can you really guarantee that Xiao Ao can remain in the palace?" Although she knew she had been wronged, this affair had caused such an uproar, and her entire family had fled. How could Yelü Hongji possibly tolerate her son any longer?
With her hands clasped behind her back, Zhao Min said proudly, "The Liao Country is no longer the northern overlord that once swept across the world. It can barely preserve its dynasty only because of my Mongol Empire. If I explain matters personally, Yelü Hongji naturally will not refuse to give me face."
Xiao Zhonghui nodded inwardly. She knew the other woman spoke the truth. In recent years, Yelü Hongji had often sighed heavily in the inner palace, clearly powerless in the face of the Liao Country's current state.
Seeing that Zhao Min had persuaded Xiao Zhonghui to change her mind, Song Qingshu walked over and gave her a thumbs-up.