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The Fifth Prince felt a surge of anger at Yun Qingyu's cold attitude towards Consort Duan. His brows furrowed tightly, as if he could crush a fly between them, and his eyes blazed with fury, two flames burning within.
He stepped forward forcefully and shouted, "Yun Qingyu, what is this attitude? Can't you behave like a daughter in front of our mother?"
His voice echoed through the palace like a thunderous bell, carrying an air of authority and dissatisfaction that seemed to make the walls tremble slightly.
Yun Qingyu merely shot him a disdainful glance, her expression one of contempt, as if she were watching a petulant clown perform.
Without hesitation, she turned on her heel and strode out with purpose, each step filled with determination and devoid of any lingering attachment. Her garments swirled behind her, cutting through the air with sharp arcs.
Seeing this, the Fifth Prince's face flushed crimson, resembling a boiled shrimp. His eyes widened in fury, round as copper bells, his chest heaving violently like an enraged bull.
He pointed a trembling finger in the direction Yun Qingyu had gone and said to Consort Duan, "Mother, look at her! She has no sense of decorum at all; it's utterly outrageous!" His voice was hoarse from anger.
Consort Duan frowned slightly, a flicker of displeasure crossing her features. She coldly regarded Yun Qingyu's retreating figure with eyes devoid of warmth, as if observing someone inconsequential.
After a moment of silence, she calmly replied, "There's no need to be angry; she still holds some value for us."
She lifted her chin slightly, her gaze revealing a calculating coldness. "As long as she can assist you in eliminating your rivals, we can overlook other matters for now."
In her view, everything must yield to her son's claim to the Crown Prince position; his future was paramount, and everything else could be sacrificed.
Upon hearing this, the Fifth Prince found it reasonable. He nodded slightly, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes—those eyes were like a venomous snake ready to strike.
"Mother Consort is right. Once we have used her up, it won't be too late to deal with her when she becomes worthless."
A smirk crept onto his lips, revealing a sense of satisfaction as if he could already envision Yun Qingyu beneath their feet, pleading desperately. The thought brought him immense pleasure.
After leaving the palace, Yun Qingyu strode directly toward her carriage, her pace quick and her gaze resolute.
As she reached the carriage, she gracefully lifted her skirt and sat down elegantly. Memories flooded back to her first time exiting the palace, when Xin Yao had been riding alongside her carriage, standing tall and alert like a shadow guard, scanning the surroundings with hawk-like eyes.
Now, Xin Yao was seated beside her in the carriage. Time was indeed wondrous; some things had changed without her even realizing it.
The carriage moved slowly forward, the wheels making a "clattering" sound on the cobblestone road. Inside the carriage, Yun Qingyu recalled Ling Jing's desire to conquer her, a cold smile forming on her lips.
That smile was filled with derision, as if she had just heard an absurd joke. She shook her head slightly, her eyes brimming with disdain.
Over the years, the Ling Family had enjoyed unparalleled favor in the palace due to Consort Duan's enduring prominence, overshadowing even the current Empress for a full twenty years.
In the struggle for the Crown Prince's position, while it appeared to be a four-way stalemate, in reality, Consort Duan and her son had seized the greatest advantage thanks to the Ling Family's influence and Consort Duan's status within the palace. They stood like kings at the pinnacle of power, looking down upon their rivals.
Outside the palace, the Ling Family wielded control over two hundred thousand troops, which undoubtedly fueled their arrogance and allowed them to act with increasing impunity.
The young members of the Ling Family walked through the streets with their heads held high, exuding an air of invincibility.
Because of this, it seemed that the Ling Family had become somewhat complacent, as if they held dominion over the entire realm. Their eyes were filled with greed and ambition.
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