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Jing Yi's gaze flickered back and forth between Jing Qiurong, who was biting her lower lip, and Jing Chunxi, whose face was filled with anger, his eyes filled with heartache. He was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke, "It would have been fine if he had escaped on his own, but he insisted on taking someone who didn't need to be exiled with him. This will not be good for either of them in the future."

His voice was low and calm as he stated a fact. His words made the atmosphere in the room even heavier, and Jing Chunxi's anger seemed to subside a little. She raised her head and looked at her mother. Seeing her mother's expression, she felt a little relieved. Her mother did not feel relieved at all because of Jing Yi's words.

Where can the two escape to?

Jing Chunxi thought to herself, "To live my whole life in hiding, like a rat in a gutter, is worse than exile." She sneered, thinking those people really deserved it.

Suddenly, she remembered something and looked up at the housekeeper, "Where are the two we left at Peng's farm?" If the government had forgotten about them, she would definitely go looking for them with a knife in hand. Her eyes grew fierce, as if she could already see herself slaying her enemies.

When the butler heard Jing Chunxi's question, he paused slightly, then looked at the young lady with a determined face, and said in a deep voice: "Little Liu fell into the river and drowned less than three months after she arrived at the manor. The younger one was already crazy, and later I heard that he also died. It's hard to say how he died." His voice was not loud, but it made everyone in the room silent.

Jing Chunxi heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the housekeeper's words. She finally felt relieved. They had fallen into the hands of the ruthless Peng, and this outcome wasn't surprising. She didn't have to do it herself.

She smiled slightly, a hint of coldness in her smile. However, thinking that the big and small ones had escaped, Jing Chunxi still felt uncomfortable. She frowned, her eyes swept across the people in the room, and finally landed on her mother.

Jing Qiurong's expression remained normal; she even felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted. She sighed softly, revealing a hint of relief.

The fate of their previous life had completely changed. There would no longer be a Pingyang Marquisate, so they no longer needed to feel uncomfortable. The smiles on the mother and daughter's faces were a little more resolute.

Spring always arrives quickly, as if the earth has awakened from its slumber overnight. The chinaberry tree also slowly opens its sleepy eyes in this warm breath.

Tiny flower buds quietly emerge from its branches, like shy little heads, secretly observing the world. These flower buds are small and tender at first, as if they would break if touched, but they grow tenaciously, striving to announce their existence to the world.

As the warm spring sun gently caressed the buds, they gradually shed their green coats, revealing lavender buds. These buds were like little elves, hiding in the embrace of green leaves, waiting for the right time to bloom.

Finally, a gentle breeze blew by, and the buds, unable to contain their excitement any longer, burst forth eagerly. Clusters of lavender blossoms, like clouds and rosy clouds, seemed to be nature's most gentle palette, adorning this world with a dreamlike beauty.

They emit a faint fragrance, which is not strong, but has a refreshing feeling that attracts bees and butterflies to dance.

The bees are busy among the flowers, their buzzing sounds seem to be playing music for the splendor of spring; the butterflies are flying lightly, their wings sparkling with colorful light in the sun, as if they are the most lively elves in nature.

Until tender green leaves peeked out from the branches. At first, they were just small leaves, like newborn babies, delicate and fragile. But as time went by, they gradually stretched out and became wider, covering the chinaberry tree with a new green outfit.

The branches and leaves grow more luxuriantly, and the whole tree is full of vitality and grows stronger in the spring light. It seems to be telling the story of spring in its own way, showing the tenacity and beauty of life.

All this, in the relaxed and joyful atmosphere of Qingshan Villa, seemed to have changed in an instant. It was as if yesterday was still the cold winter, and today it was already spring with flowers in bloom.

The children of Qingshan Manor also felt the breath of spring, and their moods became cheerful. Laughter increased in the manor, and people were cheering for this beautiful season.

……

Time flies,

There was never a shortage of officials in the court. Several consecutive appointment edicts completed several rounds of replacement of old and new officials. The court restored its original order and the streets of the capital became bustling again.

People's lives seemed to be back on track, but beneath this calm surface, countless undercurrents were surging. The struggle for power had never stopped, but it was carried out in a more covert way.

The shameless master came to eat for free under the pretext of reporting something.

He casually picked up a piece of meat and gave it to Pu Ge'er, then said slowly, "A Qi sent a letter back saying that the Fourth Prince was summoned to the palace the day before yesterday."

"Ah! Isn't it imprisonment until death?" Jing Yi's words instantly froze the atmosphere in the room. Pu Ge'er's face showed surprise, and he was obviously surprised by the news. However, Jing Qiurong and Jing Chunxi's faces remained calm, having long expected such an outcome.

The punishment the Fourth Prince received at the time was clearly the same as confinement. This permanent detention measure often meant that the detainee lost the possibility of regaining his freedom.

However, Jing Yi's choice of words made Jing Qiurong notice the crux of the matter. Being summoned to the palace and being taken into custody were two completely different concepts. Her mood instantly darkened, and her voice became a little low: "Does that mean he's been released from confinement?"

Jing Chunxi showed a hint of sarcasm on her face, and her voice was filled with obvious dissatisfaction: "Noble Concubine Hua and the Anguo Mansion are really powerful." Although she knew from the beginning that as long as Noble Concubine Hua was there, there would definitely be a turning point in the punishment of the Fourth Prince.

But when she heard the news, she couldn't help but feel indignant. She felt that the world was too unfair. Why could those powerful people do whatever they wanted while they could only sit here and worry.

Because of the prince's rebellion, Queen Qin was deposed and her maternal family was severely punished. Some were beheaded and some were exiled. Even if they were able to leave the cold palace in the future, there was no possibility of their restoration.

Among the four concubines in the harem, only Concubine Hua is the most powerful and favored. Her position is unshakable, and her son has more opportunities because of it.

Seeing their downcast expressions, Jing Yi couldn't help but analyze, "Besides Consort Hua's favor, the biggest reason the Fourth Prince was released from his confinement is that the other princes are underage." His words silenced everyone in the room. According to the latest news, the Emperor has three underage sons, the oldest of whom is only ten years old this year.

This means that the Fourth Prince has a great advantage in the fight for the throne. This is the most disadvantageous thing for them. If he really can ascend the throne, he will definitely trample the Jing family to death.

Jing Chunxi said indignantly, "It's a blessing to be born into the royal family." Her voice was filled with helplessness and anger. But suddenly, she thought of Xu Zize and the experience of the King of Yan, and fell silent again.

She realized that the fate of the royal family was not entirely in their own control and was sometimes affected by many factors.

Jing Yi also noticed her change of mood and seemed to know what she was thinking. Jing Yi sighed and said, "The imperial family is the most ruthless!"

This sentence seems to be a summary of the entire royal family, full of helplessness and sadness.