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In the end, this natural disaster that displaced tens of millions of people turned into a carnival for those at the center of imperial power.

The ladies of each family began to compete with each other to see who had donated the most and whose father had made the greatest contribution to the flood control in the south of the Yangtze River.

Song Qingwan felt sad after hearing this. How could they really understand the suffering of the people when they only cared about comparing themselves? Perhaps the only one who was happy was the emperor. After all, this could be considered a solution to the current difficulties and it also saved the country a lot of money.

Finally, the flood ended and Prince Yu's party reaped great rewards. The emperor praised Prince Yu and his party members for their contributions and not only rewarded them according to their merits but also promoted them to higher positions.

"The imperial edict has arrived!" With the shrill voice of a eunuch, the emperor's decree to summon Song Qingwan into the palace also arrived.

Song Qingwan knelt down to receive the imperial edict. The eunuch read out the imperial edict and said a lot of words praising Song Qingwan, saying that she was a role model of noble ladies in the capital and had a sense of righteousness for her country and family.

Song Qingwan only understood the purpose of the imperial edict, which was to summon her to the palace. The emperor wanted to see her and only let her go alone.

After sending off the eunuch who delivered the imperial edict, Pang Shi looked very solemn. The emperor specifically asked to see an unmarried noblewoman? This was the first time. What was the emperor's purpose?

"Wan'er, I feel very uneasy. How about I give the Queen a letter and go with you?"

"Mother, please be patient, your daughter will be fine."

Pang Shi still wanted to insist, but Song Chengfeng walked in. Pang Shi didn't want to say a word to him and simply ignored him.

"Ahem... Madam also knows that Wan'er is going to enter the palace." Song Chengfeng coughed to try to ease the embarrassment.

"I wonder if my father knows why the emperor summoned me to the palace?"

"The emperor didn't say this, but it can't be a bad thing. No noble lady in the capital has ever had this honor."

Pang Shi became anxious. She stood up suddenly and walked step by step to Song Chengfeng.

"Wan'er is your daughter. What good can come from the emperor meeting her alone? What if he takes her into the harem?"

"Your Majesty is now in his prime. What's wrong with Wan'er entering the palace? With her status, she can at least become a concubine. If she has another child..."

Pangzi began to rummage around the room, as if looking for something.

"You...you, Pang Lingyan, what do you want to do?" Seeing her like this, Song Chengfeng quickly ran to the door and hid.

Pang Lingyan picked up the feather duster, flew forward and hit Song Chengfeng hard on the back.

"Hey, are you trying to murder your husband? Stop it now!"

Pang Lingyan did not stop, she beat and scolded

"You think being a concubine is a good thing, why don't you go yourself? Ah? How can my daughter be a concubine of an old man? So what if he is the emperor?"

Song Chengfeng was beaten so hard that he begged for mercy again and again. Only then did Pang Lingyan stop, threw the feather duster on the ground, and kicked Song Chengfeng again.

"As Wan'er's father, instead of running around for her, you actually want to send her to a place where she can't see anyone? Song Chengfeng, are you a human being?"

"This is really unreasonable, really unreasonable!" Song Chengfeng got up and quickly ran out the door, not even daring to look back.

"Mother, don't worry, we haven't left yet."

"My daughter, remember, even if your mother risked her life, she would never let you enter the palace as a concubine."

Song Qingwan was very moved, and it took her a long time to calm Pang Shi down.

Since Song Chengfeng didn't know what was going on, she could only deal with it as it happened.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day for Song Qingwan to enter the palace to meet the emperor. Pang dressed her very low-key, with almost no makeup on. She wore a water-green dress and simply had a few pearl flowers in her hair.

When they arrived at the gate of the palace, Song Qingwan got off the carriage. She was shocked by the scene before her. This was the first time she saw a real palace with her own eyes.

The main gate of the palace stands majestically, reaching into the sky, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling. The huge red-painted palace gate is open, and in front of the gate sit two intricately carved stone lions, with their eyes wide open and lifelike.

Song Qingwan followed the eunuch who led the way into the palace gate. The two doors were covered with golden door nails. The square in front of the gate was paved with neatly arranged stone slabs. It was spacious and flat and could accommodate large crowds and carriages.

On both sides of the door stood rows of guards in golden armor, holding spears, with serious expressions, guarding the palace motionlessly.

"Miss Song, please follow me."

After entering the palace gate, Song Qingwan lowered her head consciously. She knew that looking around in the palace was a taboo.

After walking up the long stairs and passing through several corridors, the eunuch stopped at the door of a palace.

"Miss Song, the emperor is inside. I will go in and report."

"Thank you, eunuch." Song Qingwan bowed slightly.

Song Qingwan quickly looked up at the top of the palace and saw three big characters written on it: "Imperial Study".

Soon the eunuch led Song Qingwan into the inner hall, and Song Qingwan knelt down to pay her respects.

"Your humble servant Song Qingwan pays respects to His Majesty. Long live the emperor."

"The girl from the Song family is here? Get up!" The emperor's voice was very low, revealing an invisible sense of oppression.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Song Qingwan stood up, still with her head down, and stood aside consciously.

"What's wrong? I look scary, why don't you dare to look up?"

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, so he is naturally a celestial being. This servant is entering the palace for the first time and does not know the rules. I am afraid that I may offend His Majesty."

"Haha, you are a girl who has learned the flattery skills from Song Chengfeng."

It was obvious that there was joy in the emperor's voice, which made Song Qingwan relax a lot.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

"I heard from Princess Jiayi this morning that you have excellent medical skills and cured her stubborn illness. Is that true?"

"In reply to your Majesty, I am a humble servant with limited knowledge and I just stumbled upon this by accident. I dare not take credit for it."

"You don't have to be so modest. I won't chop off your head."

Who would dare not be humble in front of you? Isn't that seeking death?

Just as Song Qingwan was secretly complaining in her heart, the emperor's voice came again from above her head.

"You have made an invaluable contribution to the donation for this flood disaster. Do you have any wishes?"

Is this Aladdin's lamp again? Song Qingwan was unsure whether what the old emperor said was true or not. She boldly raised her head to observe the emperor's expression.

Song Qingwan originally thought that the emperor should look like a burly man, or have a big belly, or even be an old man with rough facial features. But after she saw the emperor's appearance clearly, she was a little surprised.

The emperor was a very elegant-looking man, with a somewhat thin figure that made him look very tall, with pale skin and handsome features.

Apart from having a stronger aura and a somewhat intimidating look, the overall feeling is still that of a handsome middle-aged uncle.

"I have a request, Your Majesty, can you agree to it?"

"You said."

"I would like to ask for a divorce letter for my mother."

Song Qingwan knelt down. There was no sound above her head for a long time and the whole atmosphere became depressing.

"Is this your idea or your mother's?" The emperor's tone was flat, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Your Majesty, it was this servant's idea."

"You are quite courageous."

"Then will the emperor agree to your request?" Song Qingwan gritted her teeth. Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. She went all out.