Thinking of this, she couldn't fall asleep.
The next morning, Chu Jiao went to find her mother after breakfast.
When Mrs. Chu heard this, she slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "Isn't this a dream of a toad lusting after the swan? Why would you have such a dream?
"Don't worry, you're still the daughter of a second-grade official.
"While you can't be the Empress, you can still be a consort."
Not only was Chu Jiao not comforted, but she was angered. Was she a toad?
Unfortunately, this was her biological mother, so she couldn't refute her. She could only say a few polite words and leave with a stomach full of anger.
After that, she did not dare to ask anyone else. Instead, she silently went back to her room to practice her calligraphy. She had to calm her heart down as soon as possible. Otherwise, even she herself would feel like a toad.
Zhou Ying didn't know that this dream that had hit her made Chu Jiao uneasy.