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The news that the Eldest Princess had divorced the Consort and ordered Lu Mingzhan to kneel three times and knock his head nine times before returning to Lu's Mansion swept through the imperial city like a whirlwind, quickly becoming the talk of every street and alley.
Meanwhile, in a palace within the imperial palace, the Fifth Prince and Consort Duan were sitting leisurely, surrounded by an air of comfort.
A palace maid stood nearby, animatedly recounting the events outside, as if describing a spectacular play.
"The Prime Minister Lu was so furious that his face turned pale, and he trembled all over," the maid said, exaggerating her gestures to mimic his shaking. "He ordered someone to slam the door of Lu's Mansion shut with a bang; he must have felt utterly humiliated."
As she spoke, her excitement grew, her hands gesturing wildly as if trying to recreate the scene.
Hearing this description, the mother and son exchanged slight smiles, their eyes filled with delight, as if they had just received some wonderful news.
The Fifth Prince lifted his teacup and took a small sip, a gleam of satisfaction shining in his eyes. Consort Duan gently waved her fan, nodding slightly, her smile becoming more pronounced.
However, the composed and handsome Fifth Prince furrowed his brow slightly, his gaze deepening as he fell into contemplation, analyzing the current situation.
He slowly set down his teacup, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table as he spoke. "The downfall of Hong Shangshu from the Ministry of Revenue is indeed a monumental event. Without Qi acting as a capable intermediary, the Northern Protectorate Prince will inevitably come to our father for an explanation. And with today's spectacle from the Lu Family, they have become the laughingstock of the entire city. The Third Prince is truly in a precarious position; turning things around now will be harder than climbing to the heavens."
As he spoke, his brow furrowed deeper, a shadow passing through his eyes. Confusion and displeasure flickered across his face. "What is Yun Qingyu thinking? Didn't you tell her earlier that she should promote my second uncle to replace Hong Shangshu? Why did the decree go to Wen Xingyun instead?"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became. He slammed his hand on the table with a loud clap, fury burning in his eyes. He had promised Ling Jing that within three months he would ensure his second uncle entered the cabinet; yet Yun Qingyu had not followed their plan, which infuriated him and darkened his expression.
Ling Jing was the eldest son of Ling Anjie, the Second Uncle of the Fifth Prince. He grew up alongside the Fifth Prince, and their close bond was deeper than that of biological brothers.
They had chased each other in the palace gardens and studied together in the study, creating beautiful memories that sparkled like brilliant stars embedded in the river of their shared past.
In pursuit of the Fifth Prince's claim to the Crown Prince position, they meticulously plotted and spent countless days and nights discussing strategies. Their goal was to have Ling Jing's father, Ling Anjie, take control of the Ministry of Revenue. They had initially planned for Yun Qingyu to deal with the Minister of Revenue, believing everything would proceed smoothly according to their plans, like a ship sailing calmly across a tranquil sea towards its destination. However, the outcome did not unfold as they wished; it was as if they had suddenly encountered a violent storm that shattered their plans into pieces.
Consort Duan had a son and a daughter: her son was Yun Tianzheng, the Fifth Prince, and her daughter was the Seventh Princess.
Consort Duan harbored complex feelings towards her daughter, Yun Qingyu. Their relationship was faintly connected by a delicate thread, resembling a distant bond between mother and daughter.
In the past, because Yun Qingyu had feelings for Lu Mingzhan, she grew closer to Consort Lu out of affection for him, which caused her to distance herself from her biological mother, Consort Duan.
Every time Consort Duan saw Yun Qingyu being affectionate with Consort Lu, it felt like a needle pricking her heart, causing her silent pain.
Moreover, Yun Qingyu's behavior was often erratic and violent; she frequently faced censure from court officials. The gossip surrounding her in the imperial capital never ceased, piercing Consort Duan's heart like sharp blades. This left her feeling both love and resentment towards Yun Qingyu, with these conflicting emotions intertwining within her heart like a tangled mess.
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