Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Song Zhi's superb performance dispelled the officials' doubts about her.

What had happened to her, an ordinary weak woman? She was just an innocent and helpless girl who was drugged along with the prince.

The assassin who released the smokescreen must be someone else.

Take the most obvious logic for example: would a person who does bad things put the greatest suspicion on himself?

That certainly won't happen.

The official's face became more amiable. "Let the doctor treat you when we get back."

"it is good."

Song Zhi nodded in agreement and followed Song Yang away obediently.

Sitting in the carriage, Song Yang stared and said, "Tell me, what exactly is going on."

Song Zhi had no intention of hiding anything and recounted the cause, process and outcome of the incident in detail.

Song Yang was shocked. "So you really know where his money is?"

"Ah."

Song Zhi said calmly, "But he's not in the capital anymore."

"Where are you going?!"

"I sent it to the border to give Aunt Xin military pay."

Song Yang was a little sour, "You didn't tell me about this, but you trust her very much."

Song Zhi knew what his old man was thinking, so he quickly explained, "You must not have anything to do with this money. I'm hiding it from you for your own good. As for Aunt Xin, to be honest, I do trust her."

She had said long ago that Xin Wanyun was a person with great love in her heart. She could sacrifice herself to be the pioneer who was destined to be sacrificed. She was not afraid of death, but was only afraid of dying in vain before doing anything to benefit women in the world.

Although human hearts are unpredictable, as long as Song Zhi is working for women all over the world, Xin Wanyun will not betray her.

It seems that there will always be such righteous people in this world.

They are not afraid of hardships, sufferings, or sacrifices. They just want to do their best to make the lives of strangers better, and are willing to dedicate themselves.

If it were Song Zhi in the previous life, he might ask himself: Is it worth it?

Song Zhi in this life can give the answer: It’s worth it.

God let her live again, not only to give her a chance to correct her own life, but also to give her a chance to correct the lives of thousands of women in the world who are in dire straits.

So she would not hesitate and would start doing the same thing as Xin Wanyun.

Song Yang touched her head and said, "Zhi'er, no matter what you want to do, Dad will support you."

"How can Dad be so nice?"

Song Zhi was almost in tears.

In other families, noble ladies from official families like her are usually used to marry into a family of equal status to consolidate the relationship between the two families, or given to more powerful dignitaries to seek protection, or sent to the palace to be a concubine when the emperor is selecting a concubine to consolidate the family honor.

But none of this happened to Song Yang.

Song Yang has always trusted her and supported her unconditionally, which seems a bit unusual in an environment where men are respected.

However, Song Yang still did his own thing. In his words, he only had this one daughter, and she must not be favored.

Just like when Song Zhi asked him why he was so nice, he would only reply plainly, "Because I'm your father."

The answer was heartwarming, and it would have been even better if it hadn't been followed by the line, "Otherwise, with all the things you've done that have implicated your entire clan, Dad would have disowned you long ago."

Song Zhi sat upright. Now that the virtuous king was killed by her own hands, she could finally sleep soundly tonight.

Although Mu Yuanzhi didn't find any evidence against her, she still didn't want to go back to Gouer Lane in a brazen manner.

Given the Dog Emperor's temperament, he will definitely come to question me again.

Song Zhi followed Song Yang back to the Song Mansion and took the opportunity to send a letter to Mu Nanqi to explain the situation.

When Xie Yinyin heard that Song Zhi had met an assassin in the East Palace, she was so scared that she quickly pulled Song Zhi to check her out. She only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was not injured.

Song Chenfeng also hurried back home with A Luan, and was relieved to see that Song Zhi was fine.

While the Song family lived in harmony, the atmosphere in the palace was extremely tense.

The news that Mu Yuanzhi was knocked unconscious by an assassin has reached everyone's ears. The noble guests also expressed their understanding of the failure of today's banquet. They all expressed their concern for him before being led out of the palace one by one.

The emperor sat in the study with an air of majesty, looking at Mu Yuanzhi who had not yet woken up with anger.

"Investigate, we must find out who dares to act so rampantly under my nose."

After receiving the order, the Royal Guards immediately increased their search efforts.

The Emperor felt even more unsatisfied, and asked the Imperial Physician with a sullen face, "Are you sure the Prince doesn't have any poison in his system, and was just drugged?"

The imperial physician trembled and said, "Yes, I am sure that the prince has not yet woken up because the effects of the drug have not yet worn off."

"Where's Song Zhi?"

"The Song family girl was also drugged, exactly the same as the one in His Royal Highness's body, but the amount she inhaled may have been smaller, so she woke up before His Highness."

Although the imperial physician said so, the emperor still had doubts about Song Zhi.

He looked around and called the palace servants who served Mu Yuanzhi, "Have you counted anything missing?"

The palace servant, sweat dripping from his forehead, knelt down and replied, "Your Majesty, all the gold, silver, and jewelry in the East Palace's storehouse are missing. I think the assassin knocked the Crown Prince unconscious in order to steal the storehouse key."

With a bang, the emperor slammed the table and stood up.

"With so many people in the East Palace, you actually let the thief steal things right under our noses. What use do I have to you? All those on duty today, drag them out and chop them into pieces for me."

"Your Majesty, rest your anger."

A large number of servants knelt down all around, their faces terrified and they kept begging for mercy.

"Father, don't blame them. Let them go."

Suddenly, Mu Yuanzhi's voice came from the soft couch.

The emperor quickly sat back down, "Sixth Brother, what on earth happened?"

Eunuch Li looked at the servants in a stern manner and shouted fiercely, "Get out of here!"

Everyone felt as if they had been pardoned and ran out in a hurry.

Mu Yuanzhi rubbed his swollen and painful eyebrows, trying his best to shake off the drowsiness he felt after waking up.

"Father, let's go to the dark room first!"

He stood up from the couch and observed the antique display case, only to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that it didn't look like anyone had touched it.

He was not a fool, so he naturally knew that the emperor must have spies in the Eastern Palace. The emperor must be aware of the fact that he was able to successfully rescue the virtuous king, so he had no intention of hiding it.

As for this secret room, it was not built by him. It was something that already existed in the Eastern Palace, so he was not afraid of the emperor knowing about it.

The two men walked down the stairs, and when they saw the figure in the cell was still there, Mu Yuanzhi couldn't help but relax his tense nerves.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong and hurriedly opened the cell door with his key and walked in.

What came into view was the virtuous king who had already died.

Mu Yuanzhi's pupils constricted and his whole body trembled slightly with anger. However, he couldn't lose his temper because the emperor was next to him, so he punched the wall next to him to vent his anger.