It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Ever since he lost all face at the birthday banquet, he had become a laughing stock among the court officials. In recent days, he had been wishing to get rid of Guo immediately to vent his hatred.

The Zheng family had originally placed their hopes on Concubine Hui in the harem. Even if Prince Liang failed to be promoted smoothly, the Zheng family would be able to rely on this relationship to preserve the family's honor. But now, this last reliance has turned into nothing.

Madam Zheng's eyes widened with anger as she shouted, "Everyone, get out of the way! I have to go to the palace to see my daughter tonight no matter what!"

Zheng Chengyan quickly dissuaded her: "Grandmother, you must not act rashly. As Eunuch Ding just said, His Majesty is in a rage. If you plead for mercy at this time, I'm afraid it will only put Your Majesty in more danger."

Madam Zheng pointed at Zheng Chengyan with trembling fingers, her tone full of disappointment and anger: "You heartless child, your aunt spent so much time and effort in front of the emperor for your marriage, and now she is in trouble, and you just stand by and watch!"

Zheng Chengyan was shocked by his grandmother's rebuke and sighed inwardly. His grandmother was old and this action was tantamount to walking into a trap.

Seeing this, Lord Zheng hurried forward, calmed the old lady, and comforted her in a gentle tone: "Mother, Yan'er is also thinking about his aunt. Since Eunuch Ding said so, let's calm down first and see how to deal with the situation tomorrow."

"If someone really framed us, it won't be too late for us to help then."

Madam Zheng's body swayed, and she suddenly pushed Lord Zheng away, saying sternly, "Yan'er is ruthless, and so are you! Yu'er is the treasure I got in my old age, a gift from God! Don't think I don't know that you have never really cared about your sister's life or death!"

"You only have eyes for yourself!"

"How could I have given birth to a son like you! Zheng Wenfu, I warn you, if anything happens to your sister, I will never forgive you!"

Lord Zheng's face darkened, and he said no more. He ordered the attendant beside him in a cold voice: "Take the old lady back to her room to rest!"

"Zheng Wenfu, what do you mean?!" Old Madam Zheng asked with her eyes wide open.

Lord Zheng turned around and ordered the servant again: "Why don't you send the old lady back to the backyard to rest!"

"Yes, sir." The servants responded and quickly gathered around Madam Zheng, carefully supporting her and slowly walking towards the backyard.

Madam Zheng was furious, her brows furrowed. "Okay, okay! I'll leave! Zheng Wenfu, remember, you must rescue Yu'er. She is my only hope!"

"Mother, take care." Lord Zheng's voice was cold and distant.

Zheng Chengyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Wanyu stood quietly in the corridor, watching all this coldly, with a meaningful smile on her lips.

Yeah, it was a brilliant scene.

Let them continue to struggle in the chaos.

"Miss, let's go back home. Siqi has something to report to you." Yun Yi gently put the cloak on Su Wanyu's shoulders. His movements were gentle, but he could vaguely smell the faint scent of wine on her.

Zheng Chengyan was sitting in the carriage, and the faint aroma of wine seemed to have merged with him, making it difficult for others to notice. However, in the quiet courtyard of Jiaoyang Courtyard, the aroma of wine was clearly audible.

Yun Yi asked softly, with a hint of surprise in her voice: "Miss, have you been drinking?"

Su Wanyu paused for a moment, thinking to herself that the smell of alcohol must have been left by the Regent. She gently pulled her sleeves and said helplessly, "At the Princess's residence, I only took two sips."

Upon hearing this, Yun Yi did not ask any further questions. Instead, he took out a plain silk handkerchief from his sleeve and gently brushed it across Su Wanyu's collar, his movements delicate and considerate.

As I stepped into Jiaoyang Courtyard, a faint and elegant fragrance hit me in the face. It was the incense burner that Siqi had prepared long ago. The curling smoke seemed to be able to wash away all my fatigue.

The bed was covered with new bedding, soft and warm, as if it could dispel all the coldness.

On the table were the pastries carefully prepared by Liu'er. Each piece was small and exquisite, with attractive colors and exuding an enticing sweet fragrance.

"Miss, Mother Ping and I went to the Su Mansion today, and we made some discoveries about the origin of the golden night pearl." Siqi came over with a cup of hot tea in her hand, and handed the cup to Su Wanyu as she spoke.

Su Wanyu took the teacup, moved slowly and steadily, and sat down slowly.

Siqi continued, "According to Chen Bo, the old steward of the Su Mansion, these three golden pearls were salvaged from the water when the master was doing business in the South China Sea and encountered a storm.

"The master has been away from home for many years and has seen countless pearls, but these three are extraordinary. They sparkle with golden light, dazzling and dazzling, as if they contain some mysterious power."

"The master specially selected one and ordered it to be made into a pendant for his wife, and he personally delivered the remaining two to the palace."

"The Imperial Palace?" Su Wanyu's eyes lit up when she heard this, and her voice was filled with disbelief, "Are you sure it's the Imperial Palace?"

Siqi nodded firmly: "It is absolutely true, it is undoubtedly the palace. Uncle Chen still remembers this incident clearly. The master originally planned to make the other two beads into jewelry and give them to the lady, but the lady insisted on presenting them to a noble in the palace."

"She said that the man in the palace had done her a favor, and such a precious thing should belong to the benefactor."

"Who is that person in the palace?" Su Wanyu's hands trembled slightly. She slowly stood up, her heart full of doubts.

Siqi looked up at her, a complex expression flashing in her eyes: "Uncle Chen has never said it clearly, but Miss, it is not difficult to guess who it is..."

Su Wanyu's steps were unsteady, and she moved slowly towards the window as if sleepwalking. The faint light of morning light shone through the carved window lattice, sprinkling on her slightly pale face.

Indeed, as the personal maid Siqi said, this matter is not difficult to speculate.

She has deep gratitude towards her mother and is also a member of the imperial palace. Who else could it be except the legendary Song Yuling?

She slowly turned around and took out the old but still colorful tiger-head shoes from the exquisite sandalwood box, and gently stroked the delicate embroidery with her fingertips.

Assuming that the legendary mother is really the almighty Song Yuling, then what kind of complicated relationship exists between her and the current emperor?

Is it the blood-thicker-than-water relationship between siblings?

However, there had never been any rumor in the palace that the emperor was one of the twins.

Furthermore, why did her biological mother go to so much trouble to abandon her to the Su family and let others raise her?

All of this is like a mystery buried deep in the fog more than ten years ago, which makes people wonder what kind of secrets are hidden behind it. It is intriguing to explore, yet out of reach!

Su Wanyu's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to lock all the doubts and confusions of those years between her tightly furrowed brows.

At this time, Siqi moved lightly and quietly came behind her, and whispered: "Miss, perhaps you can consider sending your confidant into the palace to secretly investigate..."