After being divorced, she overturned the capital and seized the empress's position!

Yuan Fuling looked like she had seen a ghost. She had served Princess Jiahua for several years, so how could she not recognize how much Song Yue looked like Jiahua?

Song Yue rushed forward excitedly and grabbed the Duke of Jingguo's hand: "Father, Father, I'm not dead."

The Duke of Jingguo was so shocked that he couldn't speak. After a long while, he came to his senses and asked, "How did you survive the robbery that night?"

Perhaps realizing that his attitude had been too harsh, he quickly softened his tone: "Sister Yue, what exactly is going on?"

"Yes, so many people died, how come you survived?" Yuan Fuling feigned joy, but in reality gritted her teeth.

So caught up in his anger, he didn't realize that Song Yue wasn't stupid at all.

"What robbers? How could there be robbers under the emperor's nose?" Song Yue's eyes widened, her face full of innocence, and she timidly tugged at the sleeve of the Duke of Jingguo: "Father, the fire that night was huge. Luckily, I know how to use the Owl Water skill and hid in the water to escape."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Yes, where would bandits come from under the emperor's nose?

The Prefect of the Capital also said, "Your Excellency, I searched around the villa but found no trace of the robbers. Moreover, this villa has been peaceful for more than ten years, but this incident happened just these past few days. I suspect that they were very likely after Miss Song. Fortunately, Miss Song is very lucky and escaped unscathed."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Fuling's face instantly burned.

She was a second wife.

Song Yue is the legitimate daughter of the first wife.

This incident happened at such a critical juncture; it's obvious without even thinking that she's the prime suspect.

The Duke of Jingguo's face changed color from red to green.

The emotions in his eyes were anger, displeasure, and surprise, but not joy.

It seems that her father doesn't want her to come back either.

“Yue’er, you’ve grown up so much in the blink of an eye. I’ve been looking forward to your return every day. I still remember when you were born, you looked like a kitten. The Taoist priest said that you were incompatible with the Song family. I never expected that you would encounter such a calamity as soon as you returned. If I had known, I shouldn’t have persuaded the Duke to bring you back.”

Yuan Fuling cried and threw herself into Song Yue's arms, embracing her like a loving mother.

He also explained to the outside world why he kept Song Yue outside.

Everyone was stunned.

Song Yue secretly sighed that Yuan Fuling was quick to react.

As she was pulled into someone's arms, Song Yue could feel the other person's anger, and the force in their hands was not light, making it hard for her to breathe.

"I've disappointed Aunt Yuan, but I'm back alive." Song Yue whispered sarcastically in Yuan Fuling's ear, "No one can take away my marriage!"

Yuan Fuling was suddenly startled.

In disbelief, they stepped back, and when their eyes met, they were met with a sinister and sharp gaze.

She woke up with a start.

Wasn't Song Yue supposed to be a little fool?

But those bright and clear eyes didn't look foolish at all.

"……you!"

Song Yue turned around and obediently bowed to the Prefect of the Capital: "Thank you, Uncle Prefect of the Capital, for saving my life. I am extremely grateful."

"Miss Song has also been quite frightened. Go back and rest." The Prefect of the Capital waved his hand and turned to continue investigating the case.

Duke Jingguo snapped out of his daze and, feigning joy, pulled Song Yue along, tears welling in his eyes: "It's good that you're back. Go quickly and tell the Grand Madam that Yue'er has returned safely."

The unsightly coffin at the entrance was quietly removed, and the people who had come to watch the spectacle gradually dispersed.

Duke Jingguo led Song Yue through the door.

It wasn't even the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before everyone knew that Song Yue had returned.

After taking a few steps, the Duke of Jingguo seemed to remember something and said to Song Yue, "I was so happy that I was confused just now because the Prefect of Jingzhao saved your life. I'm going to go and say a few words to the Prefect of Jingzhao."

Song Yue nodded obediently.

She knew that the Duke of Jingguo hoped that the Prefect of Jingzhao would suppress the matter and preferably not let it reach the Emperor.

Ah!

The Prefect of Jingzhao was someone promoted by the Emperor of Northern Chu, so why would he help him?

Once everyone left, she headed straight for the hall, following her memory.

Poria cocos followed closely behind.

"Mother, I heard that the little fool came back alive, is that true?"

Song Yao's voice came from afar, and a moment later a delicate figure in bright yellow gracefully arrived, followed closely by a tall and slender figure with a handsome face.

This person is Song Hengchuan, her own elder brother.

Yuan Fuling hadn't recovered from the shock yet. Seeing that her children had arrived, she calmed herself down and pointed to Song Yue, introducing her: "This is Sister Yue."

Song Yao looked at Song Yue with disdain at first glance and snorted, "I heard you were raped, how dare you come back? Father is really something, such a person should be kept at the manor to avoid ruining the reputation of the Duke of Jingguo's mansion."

Song Yue frowned, finding it hard to believe that these words came from the mouth of a well-bred young lady. She walked towards Song Yao.

“Yao Yao is right. You were doing just fine outside, but you came back and caused trouble. You really are the nemesis of the Song family.” Song Hengchuan frowned and scolded her, blocking her way: “You are now the laughing stock of the capital. If you know what’s good for you, get out of the Jingguo Duke’s mansion right now. I’ll spare your life because you are a descendant of the Duke’s family.”

Look, this is her brother.

Despite the immense grievances she had suffered and the near-death experience she had to escape, Song Hengchuan offered no words of comfort, only endless belittling.

Fortunately, she had long since given up on Song Hengchuan.

Therefore, I won't be disappointed.

Song Yue walked past Song Hengchuan, came to Song Yao, tilted her head, and asked in a deep voice, "Who did you just say was raped?"

Song Yao scoffed: "Who in the entire manor doesn't know..."

"Snapped!"

A slap landed hard on Song Yao's fair cheek, instantly revealing five clear handprints.

Song Yao covered her face, stunned and incredulous: "You dare hit me?"

"Song Yue, how dare you hit Yao Yao!" Song Hengchuan stepped in front of Song Yao, glaring fiercely at Song Yue: "Apologize to Yao Yao immediately, or I won't let you off!"

"What are you doing?" Yuan Fuling stepped forward and accused Song Yue, "Even if Yao Yao's words were harsh, they are still the truth. You don't need to get angry and hit her."

Yuan Fuling looked at the slap mark on Song Yao's face with heartache, wishing she could scratch it back. How dare that little bitch lay a hand on Yao Yao.

She will not give up easily.

"She's just a lowly concubine's daughter. She spoke rudely, so I hit her. Do you expect me, the legitimate daughter, to apologize?" Song Yue's attitude was extremely arrogant. Although she was small in stature, her aura was not weak. Especially when she looked at Song Hengchuan, she said, "Do you think I care about acknowledging you as my worthless elder brother? Do you think I wanted to go back to the Duke of Jingguo's mansion? It was you who sent people to pick me up. If you have the guts, then don't go to pick me up!"

"You!" Song Hengchuan's eyes widened, too angry to refute.

The Duke of Jingguo's mansion brought the person back because of the majesty of the Northern Chu Emperor.

Song Yao gritted her teeth and said, "I am not a concubine's daughter, I am a legitimate daughter!"

Song Yao was furious and grabbed Song Hengchuan's arm, asking, "Big brother, tell her quickly that I am not a concubine's daughter."

Seeing Song Yao crying, Song Hengchuan felt heartbroken and quickly nodded, saying, "Yes, yes, you are the legitimate daughter. Anyone who dares to say you are born out of wedlock will not be forgiven by your brother."

Seeing Song Hengchuan supporting Yuan Fuling and her daughter, Song Yue knew that this man was beyond saving.

By elevating Yuan Fuling, where does that leave Princess Jiahua?

What an unfilial son!

Song Yao looked at Song Yue triumphantly, with a hint of provocation in her eyes.

Song Yue pouted: "Whether someone is legitimate or illegitimate is not up to him to decide. Did your mother ever use a grand wedding procession or arrange a marriage?"

In short, Yuan Fuling's face turned deathly pale.

She had none of these things.

However, after Princess Jia Hua left, the Grand Madam said that she would be in charge of the main branch of the family in the future, and people in the family have always called her Madam.

Over time, she became known as the Duchess of Jingguo.

She didn't expect that Song Yue would reveal this matter on the very first day she returned.

"I am the eldest son of the Duke's mansion, and I will inherit the Duke's mansion in the future. My words don't count, so do yours?" Song Hengchuan untied the soft whip at his waist: "I was thinking of the hardships you have faced at such a young age, but I didn't expect you to talk back to your elders and beat your elder sister. Today I will teach you a lesson!"

"Brother Chuan," Yuan Fuling said, feigning to dissuade him.

In reality, her eyes were full of smiles, and even her gesture of pulling Song Hengchuan was soft and gentle.