Destroy the scumbag husband, beat the bitch, the reborn legitimate daughter overturns the entire cap

The Crown Princess's words aroused suspicion among everyone in the room.

The Crown Prince was not someone who had never experienced palace intrigue before. He had witnessed the struggles among women in the harem when he was young. Today's scene was probably very likely related to Song Zhaoxun inside.

"Anuan, when did you get a peony-patterned purse? Why didn't your mother know?" Madam Li asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Mother, have you forgotten? It was when Song Zhaoxun addressed you as Madam Mu and scolded you for not bowing to her," Mu Xinnuan said innocently. "Back then, didn't I advise you not to be angry?"

Li was taken aback. There was such a thing, but she really hadn't paid any attention to the purse.

These words were enough to make the Crown Prince and Crown Princess feel dissatisfied with Song Peici! Especially the Crown Princess, who was already displeased. Although she had expected that Song Peici would cause some trouble today, she did not expect that this stupid woman would actually dare to use the imperial heir as a note!

The Crown Princess was an extremely intelligent person, and naturally knew how to choose between the Mu family and the Song family.

“Your Highness, when I arrived here, I did not see the purse, and Miss Mu did not leave either. It seems there is something fishy about this matter.”

"Search!" The Crown Prince glanced into the inner room. Although he was somewhat annoyed with Song Zhaoxun, this concerned the important matter of his offspring, so he couldn't be too careless. After all, their Eastern Palace's offspring were still few, especially in recent years, with two sons and a daughter dying young. One of them was his youngest son, born of the principal wife.

Soon, a palace maid approached the Crown Prince with the purse in her hand, saying, "Your Highness, this is indeed the purse."

The prince gave a signal, and the imperial physician quickly took the sample. After examining it carefully, he said, "These are some dried osmanthus flowers, but the scent suggests they have been treated with musk."

"What?" Mu Xin Nuan was the first to disbelieve. "You're talking nonsense! There were clearly dried gardenia flowers in here before, how could they have been replaced with osmanthus?" As she spoke, Mu Xin Nuan bowed to the Crown Prince. "Your Highness, Your Majesty, if you two don't believe me, you can have someone smell me again to see whether it's the fragrance of osmanthus or gardenia?"

Inside, Song Peici was helped out and said coldly, "Miss Mu has quite the sharp tongue. Now that the evidence is conclusive, she still refuses to admit it to the death?"

Mu Xin Nuan immediately became anxious, her eyes welling up with tears, she bit her lip tightly, her face slightly flushed, but she couldn't say anything. However, her appearance clearly showed that she had been wronged.

"Someone, please invite the nanny in charge of spices from the palace to come and take a look."

"Yes, ma'am."

Upon hearing this, Song Peici realized that the Crown Princess was indeed sending someone to find a perfumer. Slightly anxious, her long eyelashes trembled, and she knelt down before the Crown Prince. "Your Highness," she said, "I know I am of humble birth, and I am already deeply grateful for Your Highness's kindness in not abandoning me and for allowing me to stay by Your Highness's side. Now, I am truly blessed by Heaven to have Your Highness's bloodline. I am always careful! But even with the utmost care, how can I guard against the treacherous schemes of these people? I beg Your Highness to do me justice!"

His words were so heartfelt, and coupled with that pitiful expression, it really made people's hearts ache!

Mu Xin Nuan watched Song Pei Ci's convincing crying and sneered inwardly. She really knew how to act. Luckily, I was prepared, otherwise, wouldn't I have been defeated by her today?

Kneeling? Crying? Anyone can do that. It's just that I, this young lady, disdain to lower myself to the level of a clown like you.

Mu Xin Nuan kept her head down and remained silent, while the Crown Prince stared intently at Song Pei Ci, the probing intent in his eyes still very clear.

The Crown Princess quickly advised, "What is Consort Song doing? I merely asked a perfumer to take a look. Why is Consort Song so aggrieved? Or is it that I was simply trying to get to the bottom of things, and that's not right?"

Song Zhaoxun's body stiffened, and a look of regret flashed across his face!

Oh no! I was so focused on gaining the Crown Prince's trust and getting him to deal with that girl that I forgot about the Crown Princess! These matters of the inner court are the responsibility of the mistress of the house. My words just now clearly offended the Crown Princess!

Inviting people over was the Crown Princess's idea, but now I'm saying this, isn't that clearly making the Crown Princess lose face? In the future, if the Crown Princess wants to deal with me, won't it be as easy as crushing an ant?

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was just momentarily agitated. Please forgive me."

The Crown Princess's expression was solemn. "This concerns the imperial heir, so the matter must be thoroughly investigated. Moreover, this Miss Mu is not a servant in my palace, but the daughter of the Vice Minister of Works. How can this be treated lightly? Song Zhaoxun, please rise. If it is indeed related to this Miss Mu, I will naturally give you justice."

As the Crown Princess spoke, she also looked to the Crown Prince for his opinion. Seeing the Crown Prince nod slightly, she was relieved.

Mu Xin Nuan just stood there blankly, her sleeves trembling slightly. The Crown Princess felt a little sorry for her; this little girl was probably frightened.

"Greetings to Your Highness, greetings to Her Majesty." Two incense-making matrons were invited over. Both of them carefully examined the purse before taking Mu Xin Nuan to a side room. After smelling it carefully, they brought her out.

"Your Majesty, the sachet does indeed contain dried osmanthus mixed with musk. As for Miss Mu, besides the faint calming scent in the room, there is also a hint of gardenia. She must have been wearing a sachet of dried gardenia before. Moreover, Miss Mu does not smell of musk."

After seeing the two old women lead the person to a separate room, Song Peici had already felt uneasy. Now, hearing what she heard, she swayed and asked with a pale face, "How is that possible? Did you check carefully?"

The two old women glanced at her, their eyes showing slight displeasure. How dare a mere Zhaoxun be so presumptuous in front of them? They were both female officials in the palace, not ordinary palace servants or maids; they all had ranks.

“If Song Zhaoxun doesn’t believe me, he can just ask someone else to come and verify it,” a nanny said without fear.

Is there anything else you don't understand? The little palace maid who had picked up the purse earlier also changed her expression slightly, trembling and not daring to raise her head.

Mu Xin Nuan looked at Song Pei Ci's swaying figure and sneered inwardly. What? She can't take it anymore? The real show is yet to come!

"I knew it! How could there possibly be musk in those little trinkets the little princess gave me to play with?"