The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

Vice Minister Song remained silent, calculating the gains and losses.

Song Siyao has Shen Pei's backing, as well as her apprentice Feng Bai and her friend Jiang Hexia.

No matter which of these three people Song Siyao uses, she can get rid of their whole family.

Moreover, given what happened today, it's understandable that Song Siyao wants to separate from the family, and no one will dare to criticize her anymore.

If they continue to live together, the conflicts will definitely escalate in the future.

After weighing the pros and cons, Vice Minister Song spoke up, "I agree to the division of the family property, but you must provide a sum of money to support your grandmother. This is the filial duty your father should fulfill."

"You can't even support your own mother?" Song Siyao asked with a sneer.

“This isn’t a question of whether we can afford to raise them; it’s a question of what you should do,” said Vice Minister Song.

“Grandmother, look, even your beloved son, in the end, didn’t forget to use you to make money,” Song Siyao said, looking at the old lady.

The old lady's breath, which she had just caught, caught in her throat again.

Song Siyao continued, "Even if I were willing to give you this money, could you use it peacefully? By the time you became my grandfather's wife, my father was already grown up, and you never raised him for a single day. You use this money every day, thinking about my father and me, whom you despise. How can you eat or sleep?"

The old lady suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Song Siyao's words were like knives, each one piercing the old lady's heart.

"Song Changhong, have some backbone! We don't want her money!"

The old lady was promoted from a concubine to the principal wife.

She had heard countless unpleasant things about concubines: stingy, vain, and not presentable.

After being elevated to the status of principal wife, she tried her best to shed the image of a concubine and learn from the principal wife to be generous, principled, and dignified.

“Mother, it is only right that her father takes care of you…”

"Song Changhong, if you don't agree, I'll smash my head against your head and die right in front of you," the old lady said fiercely.

There are outsiders here now. If she doesn't put on airs today, when the news gets out, people will still criticize her as a concubine, petty and unfit for respectability.

Then the image she had maintained throughout her life would be gone.

Minister Song looked at Song Siyao and said, "I agree to the conditions you mentioned!"

"Fragrant Fish, prepare pen and ink," Song Siyao instructed.

"Yes, ma'am."

Yu Xiang prepared the writing materials, and Song Siyao and Song Shilang began to write the documents. After they were finished, they took them to the yamen to get them stamped, and then the household registration was transferred. From then on, they were two separate families.

Soon, the two finished writing the document, and Shen Pei instructed, "Someone, take the document to the yamen to get it stamped, and say that it was ordered by me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

What would have taken several days to complete was resolved in less than half a day.

Less than half an hour later, the guard returned with the document.

Shen Pei handed the document to Song Siyao and Vice Minister Song, saying, "Lord Song, from now on, you are only temporarily residing at the Zhenbei Marquis's residence. You must move out within three days. I will send someone to supervise you."

Holding the document, Vice Minister Song replied helplessly, "Yes, Your Highness."

He instructed his servants to help Song Wenwu and the old lady leave.

"Your Highness, Xiao Hexia, Feng Bai, thank you all for your help today," Song Siyao said.

"Master, it's only right for your disciple to do anything," Feng Bai said with a smile.

"Sister Song, it's only right that I do it." Jiang Hexia said with a smile.

Shen Pei looked at Song Siyao and said in a calm tone, "No matter what happens in the future, you must tell me."

"I'm so sorry to trouble you, Your Highness," Song Siyao said.

"I have nothing better to do than trouble."

I'm happy to be bothered by you.

Shen Pei said one thing, but kept another to himself.

Song Siyao looked directly into Shen Pei's deep gaze and saw the tenderness hidden in his eyes.

Just how good must her twin brother be for Shen Pei to extend that affection to her as well?

"Since Your Highness has said so, then I will not stand on ceremony from now on."

Song Siyao's smile was gentle and delicate, like a lily in a mountain stream.

"It's getting late, time for dinner. I'm treating everyone to dinner today, Your Highness. Do you have time?" Song Siyao asked.

“Yes.” Shen Pei stared at Song Siyao.

Jiang Hexia was very enthusiastic, "I have one too."

"Master, I want to go too," Feng Bai said pitifully.

“Alright, let’s go to Wujiang Ferry.” Song Siyao led them out the door.

On the other side, the guards, along with Granny He, Old Madam Song, and the assassin, went to the yamen and got results.

Granny He was a servant girl. She committed heinous crimes by disobeying her superiors, framing, betraying, and poisoning her master. She would spend the rest of her life in prison.

The hitman will serve three years in prison.

As the mastermind behind the whole affair, Madam Song instructed someone to poison her own mother-in-law and hired someone to kill her. She will spend the next ten years in prison.

After being beaten ten times, Song Yu'er fell into a coma. When she woke up, the sky had already fallen.

From then on, she was no longer the third young lady of the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion, and could no longer enjoy the glory of the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion.

Her mother went to prison, so she became the daughter of a criminal and would never be able to hold her head high again.

Without the blood money from Song Siyao's father and brothers, and the income from the second wife's properties, she will live a very frugal life in the future, unable to enjoy delicious food or beautiful clothes.

The worst part is that her dowry will become extremely small.

……

Thinking of all this, Song Yu'er felt as if her heart was being torn apart. She stared intently at the ceiling, speechless, as if she had died with her eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Miss, please say something! Don't scare me." Xilan was serving Song Yu'er from the side, her eyes red. Song Yu'er's life was not easy from now on, and her life as a maid would be even more difficult.

"I'm not dead yet, why are you crying!" Song Yu'er's voice was eerie, as if she had come from the eighteenth level of hell.

"Miss, what should we do now?" Xilan looked at Song Yu'er's legs. The doctor had just come to see her and said that the legs that were broken by the chair were difficult to treat and would leave her with a disability in the future.

"Go and invite Brother Ting, I need to see him," Song Yu'er instructed.

“Yes, Miss.” Xilan went out.

Song Yu'er continued to stare at the roof, and suddenly, she seemed to see Song Siyao's face appear on the roof.

Her eyes flashed with hatred as she swore fiercely, "Song Siyao, I will never forgive you! I swear I will not rest until I kill you!"

It was already dark when Song Siyao and Shen Pei finished their meal.

As usual, Shen Pei escorted Song Siyao back to her residence, and the two said goodbye at the gate.

Suddenly, Dahuang barked wildly in one direction, then broke free from Song Siyao's hand and ran away madly.