A wisp of pale yellow candlelight illuminated the entire carriage. The interior space was not large, accommodating only four or five people. At this moment, three people were huddled together inside: two older women and a baby still in swaddling clothes.,Thinking this way, although the young girl doesn't understand the complexities of the world, she can still vaguely foresee their future hardships in Zhao. Her words are filled with sadness, and her expression is sorrowful. With the new king ascending the throne, why must the young master become a hostage,Zhou Qing felt very unhappy. About death, she wasn't really afraid, after all, she was capable of being reborn in this world. It was worth it. But dying without value was too frustrating.。