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In the palace, Consort Rong had the Emperor and her own informants to protect her. Since the incident at the last banquet, the Empress had been under house arrest, and Xiao Yan could not possibly do anything to Consort Rong.
As for herself, she was a solitary figure; whether she lived or died, whether she was crippled or broken, she felt no fear. If Xiao Yan had the ability, he could come at her; if he dared to fight her to the death, she would still regard him with a measure of respect.
The hall fell into a long silence before Consort Rong let out a gentle sigh. It was best to let it go; after all, it was rare for her and her son to meet. There was no need for conflict. How Xiao Yu fared was his own destiny.
Feigning ease, Consort Rong began to recount some amusing stories she had heard during this time. The Crown Princess—oh, now she had to call her Miss Ning—had recovered from a serious illness and her fortunes had turned remarkably well. First, an unknown divine doctor cured her illness, and then leveraging the scandal between Song Shuyao and Xiao Yan, she managed to drag General Ning into a royal uproar. General Ning was a man of great military merit, and the Emperor held him in high esteem. Upon learning of his daughter’s humiliation in the Crown Prince's residence, he was furious and issued an edict granting them a divorce.
The Emperor lost face, and from that moment on, Xiao Yan began to be despised by him. Not long after the divorce, Xiao Yan fell into her hands; his supporters were systematically eliminated, leaving behind only those who were fence-sitters—hardly a threat.
At this point, pride shone in Consort Rong's eyes. Her son was truly remarkable, strategizing effectively and suppressing all enemies within his grasp. In contrast, Miss Ning seemed to flourish after parting ways with Xiao Yan; she was not only pursued by several young talents seeking marriage but had also donned military attire once again.
Looking at the Song family, Consort Rong sneered. After such disgraceful events unfolded, that old scoundrel Song Taipeng had no choice but to resign from his post. Including himself, the members of the Song family shrank back into their estate, afraid of being ridiculed for their disgraceful behavior.
With Xiao Yan struggling for survival, he no longer cared about Song Shuyao; she truly deserved what happened to her. How long could such a large estate as the Song family sustain itself by merely consuming its resources? More than half of their servants had been dismissed; Li Shi had secretly sold off some jewelry and attempted to flee with her children under cover of night. But guess what happened? They were discovered and chased away with beatings through three streets! Those three were so frightened they never dared to show their faces again! Upon returning home, they faced a severe beating from Song Taipeng! Hahaha! That hypocritical old man lost his position and no longer cared about maintaining any semblance of dignity.
Xiao Yu's dark eyes hung low, his thick lashes unable to conceal the pain within them. He knew that the situation in the Song household was dire, and he bore some responsibility for it. Yet he did not care for the details.
He had once promised Song Feiwan that he would make those who bullied her pay a heavy price. Now that he had fulfilled that promise, she was no longer there.
A wave of metallic sweetness surged in his throat as his complexion turned pale and terrifying; it felt as if he had been stabbed multiple times in the heart, bloodied and in excruciating pain.
Consort Rong spoke of these matters, intending to ease his troubled heart. However, seeing him in such distress, she gradually fell silent. Once Xiao Yu left, she turned to her chief maid, Fuqu, and sighed, "These two children have finally reunited, yet they cannot be together for long. It truly is a cruel twist of fate."
Fuqu nodded, her expression filled with sorrow. "Indeed. Although His Highness the Crown Prince appears normal, there is a heavy gloom surrounding him. I truly worry that he cannot endure this. I hope the Princess in the afterlife knows of this and can watch over him."
Consort Rong expressed her confusion, saying, "I just can't understand it. How could that child, who is so intelligent and rational, act so impulsively? She could have come to me; with me around, she wouldn't have had to suffer."
Fuqu nodded in agreement.
In any case, Consort Rong felt that something was amiss. "I instructed you to keep an eye on Ning Yuqin. What has come of that?"
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