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

Ever since being demoted to a commoner, Mu Qinghan moved out of the palace with Song Yale and Qingdai.

The queen was imprisoned in the harem and under strict surveillance, and could not help them at all.

Fortunately, the emperor, considering the father-son relationship, did not confiscate the gold and silver jewelry they took away from the East Palace when they left the palace, so they reluctantly bought a courtyard in the city to settle down.

However, this courtyard was far inferior to the East Palace, and there was no one to serve him like a star anymore. Mu Qinghan could not stand the disparity, and he was irritable and threw things around the house all day long.

Although he said he was throwing things, there was actually nothing worth throwing. After all, they didn't have much money left after buying the yard, so they had to live frugally.

Following Anya Song all the way back here, she entered the door empty-handed, and instantly heard a loud curse from inside, "Bitch, have you failed again? You've been the daughter of the Song family for more than ten years in vain, and now you can't even get in the door."

Anya Song sobbed softly, “Husband, calm down. I’ll try again tomorrow, tomorrow.”

"Tomorrow, tomorrow! It's always tomorrow. If you keep trying like this, the daylilies will be cold."

Mu Qinghan was extremely annoyed. He picked up the inkstone next to him and was about to throw it, but suddenly he remembered that he didn't have any extra money to buy a new inkstone, so he punched the table in frustration.

Anya Song was so frightened that her whole body trembled and she lowered her head deeply.

Mu Qinghan turned his gaze to Qingdai who was standing beside him. "How's the Queen Mother doing? Haven't you contacted her yet?"

Qing Dai said, "The Empress is in danger right now, so it's really hard to get in touch with her."

"Trash, it's all trash!"

Mu Qinghan couldn't help himself after all and threw the inkstone hard to the ground.

The inkstone was broken into pieces and the ink spilled all over the floor.

Mu Qinghan's eyes were red as he gritted his teeth, "I am the Crown Prince and will be the Emperor in the future. How could I have fallen to such a state?"

He had a status that others only dreamed of, and had the support of his mother's family. He should have lived a happy and smooth life, but now he ended up like this.

When did everything start to develop in a direction beyond his control?

Yes, it was he who insisted on breaking off the engagement with Song Zhi and instead wanted to marry this woman who was nothing.

Mu Qinghan looked at Anya Song fiercely, "It's you, it's all your fault! It's all your fault."

Regret burst out in his eyes, and he grabbed Anya Song's neck, "If you hadn't seduced me back then, Zhi'er and I would have been married smoothly, and there wouldn't have been so many problems."

Song Yale was strangled and couldn't breathe, her face flushed red, "Qing...Qinghan, let go."

Qingdai knelt down with an expressionless face, "Sir, calm down. Madam is still pregnant."

But at this time, Mu Qinghan had been tortured by the continuous blows and was like a madman. How could he listen to these words? "It shouldn't be like this. It should be me who gets married to Zhi'er, and Zhi'er should be pregnant with my child."

His eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, and he exerted more force in his hands.

Song Yale's face turned from red to blue. She slapped Mu Qinghan's arm hard. Just when she was about to die, Mu Qinghan became so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with his eyes black.

Song Yale instantly lost her strength and fell to the ground. Having regained her freedom, she greedily breathed in the fresh air and couldn't help showing an expression of having survived a disaster.

Qingdai didn't care about her and went over to help Mu Qinghan onto the bed with great effort.

It took a long time before Anya Song regained her breath.

She slowly stood up and looked at Mu Qinghan with hatred in her eyes for the first time.

She clearly felt that Mu Qinghan really wanted to kill her just now.

Song Yale walked out weakly, holding the door, and Yaer hurried over to support her arm.

When he looked up, his eyes met Song Zhisi's outside the door.

Her body stiffened for a moment, and she stubbornly shook off Ya'er and walked step by step to Song Zhi, "Don't try to laugh at me, I haven't lost yet."

Song Zhi shrugged, "As long as you are happy."

A trace of humiliation crossed Anya Song’s face, “Get out! Get out!”

Song Zhi's smile remained on his face. He waved at her from a distance and turned away gracefully.

Anya Song slowly slid down against the door frame and sat down, burying her face in her hands and crying loudly.

Once upon a time, she was a famous talented woman in the capital. How could she have become so embarrassed?

The small courtyard is full of vicissitudes of life. In contrast, many places are celebrating with drums and gongs because of promotions.

This incident implicated and punished many ministers, and new people had to be promoted to fill the vacant positions.

However, what no one expected was that Wang Lanzhi still sat firmly in the position of prime minister.

He was the person promoted by Mu Qinghan, but he unexpectedly got through the dispute safely.

Many people couldn't understand why Wang Lanzhi didn't show any outstanding qualities during his tenure.

But Song Zhi soon figured out why.

That is, Wang Lanzhi himself is the emperor's man.

This would explain why the emperor agreed to let an unknown person take the position of prime minister just when Mu Qinghan mentioned it.

That's the position of prime minister, not some insignificant minor official. If you don't know his background well, how could you use him indiscriminately?

It turned out that the emperor went to such lengths to help Mu Qinghan. If they hadn't produced the evidence of collusion, the emperor would have definitely let Mu Qinghan sit on the throne.

But why is this?

Song Zhi frowned and thought, and his eyes became even more solemn when he thought of the words the queen shouted in the hall.

These things cannot be figured out just by thinking. Song Zhi did not dwell on them too much and went directly to the study to ask Song Yang.

Song Yang is an old minister of his generation. It can be said that he has served the emperor well and knows many of the palace secrets from the early days.

Sure enough, after hearing her question, Song Yang showed a look of reminiscence.

"You're talking about this, I do know."

Song Zhi's eyes lit up with joy, and he directly took a small stool and sat next to Song Yang, "I'd like to hear the details."

Song Yang stroked his beard and said, "That happened when the emperor first ascended the throne."

"In fact, the current queen is not the first queen."

"Before the queen, there was another queen. That queen was truly wonderful. She had skin as white as cream, bright eyes and white teeth. She was like a fairy from heaven, extraordinary and unworldly. She was both wise and brave, with a wise mind and a witty tongue..."

"Okay, stop it. I know this queen is fine."

"Ahem, well, at that time, there was no man who didn't admire her."

Song Zhi showed a meaningful expression, "So Daddy admires you too?"

Song Yang said sincerely, "Of course, it's normal to admire an outstanding person. It's not just love between men and women."

Song Zhi nodded in agreement.

Song Yang continued, "But such a goddess in everyone's eyes fell in love with the most mediocre prince at the time, who is now the emperor."

"It can be said that she contributed more than half to the emperor's ascension to the throne."

"She counseled the Emperor and used various methods to clear obstacles. When everyone thought it was impossible for the Emperor to ascend the throne, she did it with such ease."