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Still investigating.
I am making an exception and entrusting this matter to you. You must promise me not to wrongfully kill the innocent.
I will obey your command.
As for the Song family, considering this is your first offense, I will not pursue it further.
Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty.
After listening to their conversation, Xiao Yan felt frustrated and wanted to argue further: Your Majesty, this is unreasonable! I hope you will reconsider!
The Emperor looked over with displeasure: Eldest Brother, the Crown Princess is also unwell. How has she been lately?
The warning in his tone made Xiao Yan break out in a cold sweat.
He understood the Emperor's implication: Your Crown Princess is on the verge of death, yet you persist in your grievances for another woman—how foolish! Life is exhausting!
With the Xu family now fallen and the Empress under house arrest, Xiao Yan calmed down and finally felt a sense of dread.
As the heir to the throne, he seemed to be in a position of power.
But if the Emperor were to despise him, he could strip him of everything at any moment!
At that point, he would fall from grace, shattering into pieces, never to recover!
Song Shuyou was merely a woman; how could she be worth opposing imperial authority for?
Thus, Xiao Yan obediently lowered his head and said softly: As usual, she is resting at home.
Hmm. Once the famous doctors arrive in the capital, let them examine the Crown Princess as well.
I thank you on behalf of the Crown Princess, Your Majesty.
The Emperor waved his hand dismissively, signaling that they could leave if there was nothing else.
As they exited, Xiao Yu didn't even glance at him and walked away directly.
Xiao Yan watched his arrogant and unruly back, clenching his fists in anger.
Over the years, he had endured countless humiliations at Xiao Yu's hands.
One day, he would reclaim everything with interest!
With Xiao Yu's people involved, it only took a few days for Song Feiwan to obtain the maid's testimony.
It was Xiao Yu who personally delivered it.
During this time, Song Feiwan had not left the Chaoxia Courtyard, nor had she seen him. The servants in the manor noticed the change in her demeanor and began to avoid the courtyard altogether. While others might find it desolate, Song Feiwan felt quite at ease. She didn’t have to serve a man, nor deal with the affairs of the household; she could simply stretch out her hands for clothes and open her mouth for food. Wasn’t this a perfect way to relax?
Unfortunately, with Xiao Yu's arrival, she could no longer indulge in idleness.
Seeing his sharply defined features, as if he were a celestial being descended from the heavens, Song Feiwan felt as though she were in a different world.
"Your Highness, I pay my respects," she said, lowering her head and bowing to Xiao Yu.
The weather had grown increasingly chilly, and she wore a plain cotton dress that accentuated her beauty. Her delicate face was free of makeup, and a jade hairpin adorned her hair, making her resemble a pure jasmine flower.
After days of contemplation, she had devised a new plan. Now was the moment to test whether it was feasible.
Xiao Yu glanced at her indifferently and did not excuse her from the formalities; instead, he handed her a stack of papers he held.
"Take a look."
"Yes."
Song Feiwan took the papers with both hands and opened them to read. Her eyes widened gradually in disbelief.
How could this be? Her hands trembled as she clutched the confession, unable to believe what she was reading. Had she truly not lied?
"My people never make mistakes during interrogations," he stated matter-of-factly. Furthermore, the sources of the poison she mentioned and those involved had all been verified.
Though Song Feiwan insisted with her words that she did not believe it, despair filled her eyes.
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