"Woooooo... , woooooo..., how could they bear to send my son and I to Zhao Isn't this sending us to our deaths With the previous king gone, my status is low, and Zi Qing is still young. Where is the qualification for us to become hostages!","Aren't transmigrators always supposed to have golden fingers How is it that they die right after transmigrating",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.。