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

Madam...

Song Yue finally understood that although the Grand Madam clearly disliked Princess Jia Hua, she favored Song Heng Chuan.

A surge of rage welled up inside her.

Back then, my mother was determined to marry into the Duke of Jingguo's family, but the Duke of Jingguo's family secretly plotted against her two children and even allowed the concubines to seize my mother's dowry.

The mother was separated from her son and forced to endure the situation where he did not recognize her. If she had known earlier, she would have investigated the matter thoroughly before her mother returned.

A whole family of heartless bastards.

Song Yue took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and pointed to the portrait: "Second Aunt, do you think this person's features look familiar?"

Tao followed the gaze, racking her brains but still couldn't figure it out.

"Doesn't she resemble Miss Fan, who almost married the Duke of Jingguo twenty years ago?"

Upon being reminded, Tao nodded immediately: "That's right, I knew I'd seen her somewhere before, she really does look just like my cousin..."

"Song, Song Hengchuan is my cousin's son?" Tao was so surprised she could hardly close her mouth.

Song Yue pursed her lips and shook her head: "This is just my personal guess. There is no conclusion yet, but judging from what my second aunt said, it should be her most likely."

Tao was so angry that her breathing became rapid, and her face was full of contempt: "When she left the Duke of Jingguo's mansion crying, I felt sorry for her and even gave her ten thousand taels of silver as a token of my pity. What a despicable thing she was, doing such a shady thing! I spit on her!"

Only now does Ms. Tao realize that she has been completely fooled. This humiliation is simply infuriating.

Song Yue suddenly leaned close to Tao's ear and whispered a few words. Tao immediately patted her chest and assured her, "What's so difficult about that? Leave this to me, and I will definitely arrange the right people."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Second Aunt."

“Silly girl, this is nothing, I don’t deserve your thanks. Although your mother and I had disagreements in the past, I would never kick someone when they’re down. But now those people are scheming against me with their evil intentions, how can I tolerate it? Your mother has helped the second branch and the Tao family a lot these days, I will not sit idly by in this matter.”

Song Yue smiled slightly.

"If your mother knew, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to accept it..."

“Mother already knows.”

Tao was surprised. Indeed, it was no wonder that Princess Jiahua was extremely disgusted with Song Hengchuan.

After leaving the second house, Song Yue felt extremely frustrated. After hesitating for a moment, she went to Ninghui Hall. When the maid saw her, she looked at her as if she had seen a ghost.

"Third, what brings the Third Miss here?"

Song Yue asked coldly, "Where is Grandmother?"

"Yes, it's inside."

Song Yue entered the room and walked to the corridor. Fu Hong saw the person and quickly went in to report. After a while, Fu Hong came out again, lifted the curtain, and let the person in.

The room was filled with the strong scent of sandalwood. The old lady knelt on a prayer cushion, holding prayer beads in one hand and striking a wooden fish with the other, making a loud banging sound, while chanting Amitabha.

She stood there, staring at the old lady from afar.

Perhaps her gaze was too sharp, for the Grand Madam suddenly stopped tapping, slowly turned her head to look at her, and Song Yue grinned: "Grandmother."

A fleeting look of disgust crossed the Grand Madam's eyes, but she quickly smiled and said, "What brings you here today, Yue'er?"

Song Yue pretended not to see the look of disgust and stepped forward to help the Grand Madam, saying, "Grandmother has been missing me since I last saw her."

The Dowager smiled gently, pulled Song Yue to sit down, and asked casually, "I heard that the Princess Consort of Qing caused trouble at our door a few days ago..."

“Grandmother, the Princess Consort of Qing is long gone from this world, only the commoner Tan Shi remains.” Song Yue raised her head, her face full of arrogance: “Anyone who dares to offend Mother will have a bad end.”

The old lady's lips twitched.

Song Yue's fingertips were icy cold as she held the old lady's hand tightly. "The Emperor has decreed that Tan Shi be demoted to a commoner, and Prince Qing has also been reprimanded. As a result, Zhao Qingyan's status after marrying into the Zhennan Prince's Mansion will definitely be lower than Second Sister's. If Second Sister is sensible, she will still have hope for the future."

"What kind of talk is that? Do you think you can control what happens to her after she gets married?" the old lady asked, slightly displeased.

Song Yue nodded matter-of-factly: "It's not difficult to bring down the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. Without the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, what hope does Second Sister have?"

"You!" The old lady was so shocked by Song Yue's words that she couldn't speak. She opened her mouth as if to scold her, but then closed it again. Her breathing became rapid, and she subtly avoided Song Yue's hand, picked up the tea and took two sips.

Song Yue blinked, looking completely innocent.

The old lady took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down: "Yue'er, it's better to resolve conflicts than to make them fester. Why bother? You're still a young girl, and Yao'er is still your half-sister."

"Sister-in-law?" Song Yue covered her mouth and laughed. "A lowly thing like her doesn't deserve to be my sister. It's just a matter of whether she listens to me or not. By the way, does Grandmother know that Song Hengchuan was poisoned a couple of days ago and was saved by a person named Cangzhu who was by my side with his blood?"

The old lady said with a blank face, "Didn't you take the person away?"

Song Yue raised her chin and gave Yun Dong a few instructions. Yun Dong quickly withdrew. Looking at Song Yue, the Grand Madam instinctively felt that she had come with ill intentions.

Moments later, Cangzhu was gagged and brought up.

Song Hengchuan also came along.

"Song Yue, give me back the hidden pearl!" Song Hengchuan cried out anxiously.

Cangzhu looked at the other person with sobs, large tears streaming down her face, her expression innocent as she looked at Song Hengchuan.

"Brother, don't be anxious." Song Yue suddenly took out a pill from his bosom, pried open Cangzhu's lips, stuffed the pill into her mouth, pinched her chin, and forced Cangzhu to swallow the pill.

"Cough cough..."

"Song Yue, what exactly did you feed her?!" Song Hengchuan clenched his fists so hard they cracked.

Song Yue curled her red lips: "Her blood was still clean within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. After that time, she was poisoned, and from then on, the blood in her body became poison."

"Song Yue!" Song Hengchuan was so angry that his veins bulged.

Seeing Song Hengchuan's appearance, Song Yue thought of her mother's state of mind at this moment. Her own brother was nowhere to be found, so why was the person in front of her alive?

Song Yue wasn't afraid of Song Hengchuan at all. She bent down and sat down, watching Cangzhu desperately trying to clear her throat. She laughed, "The bone-dissolving powder dissolves in water. Although it's not fatal, it will make you unable to stand up or utter a single word from now on. You'll turn into a lump of flesh and eventually starve to death."

Upon hearing the words "bone-dissolving powder," Cangzhu was filled with panic.

"Someone, bring me the knife and bowl," Song Hengchuan said urgently.

Zangzhu exclaimed in astonishment: "Young Master!"

Song Yue's smile grew brighter and brighter. She snapped her fingers, and two guards entered and blocked Song Hengchuan's path.

"What are you going to do now!" Song Hengchuan was furious, watching the time tick by, he was extremely anxious.

Song Yue smiled sinisterly: "Why should I let you take Cangzhu's blood so easily? She was brought into the manor by me."

Song Hengchuan glared at her: "Just because I'm your older brother?"

“Brother?” Song Yue sneered, her gaze seemingly falling on the Grand Madam: “Some things are hard to say, Grandmother, what do you say?”

The old lady's eyelids twitched suddenly, and she looked at Song Yue in disbelief. But then she thought about it again and realized it was impossible. Song Yue was only a few months old back then and knew nothing.

It must be an illusion.

"What do you want?" Song Hengchuan asked.

Song Yue raised her chin: "An eye for an eye. You will return the blood you took from Cangzhu."

"Are you crazy...?"

"Send the hidden pearl out of the manor." Song Yue was too lazy to argue and ordered the guards to take the person away.

Song Hengchuan got anxious: "Fine, I'll listen to you!"

Knowing Song Hengchuan's character, Song Yue ordered someone to bring a dagger and utensils, which she then threw in front of Song Hengchuan: "Let's bleed him together."

Seeing that he could not deny it any longer, Song Hengchuan gritted his teeth and had no choice but to compromise. He picked up a dagger and cut his wrist. Meanwhile, Song Yue also had someone cut Cangzhu's wrist.

Seeing the bright red blood flowing, the old lady felt heartbroken: "Chuan-ge'er, that's enough, that's enough."

Song Hengchuan was unwilling to stop. The last time the poison flared up, he almost died from the pain. If it weren't for Cangzhu's blood as an antidote, he would have preferred to die.

Until he finds another blood-replenishing medicine, this is his only solution.

The goal is to draw blood as quickly as possible before the poison from the hidden pearl takes effect.

Not satisfied with that, Song Hengchuan slashed his other wrist as well.

Song Yue raised an eyebrow, personally took a knife and cut off Cangzhu's other hand, quickly collecting two bowls of blood. Seeing that the time was up, Song Yue ordered someone to tie Cangzhu's wrist, applied hemostatic powder, and ordered someone to send Cangzhu away.

"Quickly, go and stop Chuan-ge'er's bleeding!" the old lady urged.

Fu Hong stepped forward to stop the bleeding.

Song Hengchuan stared intently at the two bowls of blood.

This blood, when used in medicine, can at least keep him from relapsing for three years.

Song Yue pouted, slowly stood up, picked up the bowl in front of Song Hengchuan, and raised it high.

"Song Yue, how dare you!" Song Hengchuan's heart almost stopped.

Song Yue raised an eyebrow, a cold smile playing on her lips: "Song Hengchuan, so you're just a coward too. Blood is nothing compared to the real antidote."

As soon as I let go, *smack*!

The bowl fell to the ground, splattering blood and staining the brown carpet dark brown.

Song Hengchuan was dumbfounded.

Song Yue clapped her hands and glanced sideways at the Grand Madam; "Grandmother, isn't the antidote hidden in Prince Qing's mansion? As long as Duke Jingguo is willing to come to our door, what problem is Song Hengchuan's poison?"

"You!" The Grand Madam was furious at Song Yue's actions.

Just as Song Hengchuan was about to get up, perhaps due to excessive blood loss, his body weakened, and he slumped back into the chair. His gaze was fixed on Song Yue: "You bitch, I won't let you get away with this!"

"You bastard?" Song Yue rushed over and grabbed Song Hengchuan by the collar: "Then I might as well tell you what the most poisonous woman's heart is. In an hour, don't come begging me!"

After saying that, Song Yue walked away with a smile.