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

The banquet for Song Zhen's family reunion was held in a very grand manner. Princess Jia Hua personally performed the coming-of-age ceremony for Song Zhen once again, personally inserting the crown that had been prepared in advance.

"The princess has finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel," someone advised.

Princess Jia Hua's smile deepened as she held one hand in each of their hands: "Yes, I can die without regrets now."

Guests gathered in large numbers. To celebrate Song Zhen's return, Princess Jiahua held a grand banquet that lasted for three days and also distributed porridge outside the city for half a month.

The banquet didn't quiet down until evening.

After the guests left.

Princess Jia Hua's calm face gradually revealed anger as she looked at Song Zhen: "Jinglan Courtyard was personally arranged by A Yue, go and take a look."

Song Zhen knew this was an attempt to get her away.

He nodded.

Song Yue was also sent away.

The huge room suddenly fell silent.

The old lady was breathing heavily. She had been on tenterhooks all day, but in the end, she could not escape this calamity. She stood up and said, "Princess, blame me. It was I who tacitly approved of their actions."

Some things can't be denied, so it's better to be straightforward.

Princess Jiahua sat at the head of the table, her fingertips lightly tapping the table, and raised her chin slightly: "Bring Yuan Fuling here."

"Yes."

A moment later, Yuan Fuling arrived, covered in injuries.

She lay on the ground in fear and unease, looking up at the person sitting in the center. The atmosphere was somewhat somber, and she cast a pleading look at Song Kaifeng.

Song Kaifeng jumped to his feet; "If you want to kill me or torture me, just say so. Stop torturing me and give me a quick death!"

Princess Jia Hua's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "If it's for money, I won't hold you accountable for a single word. What have your children done wrong that you have to torment them like this?"

Feeling guilty, Song Kaifeng looked away. How could he have known that Princess Jiahua would return in his lifetime?

“I remember the old master also contributed a lot back then, didn’t he?” Princess Jia Hua suddenly sneered, which made the old lady feel a chill down her spine: “You, what exactly do you want to do? The person is dead, that should be enough.”

Princess Jia Hua said, "Guards, go and dig up the old master's ancestral grave. I want him reduced to ashes!"

"Yes."

"Princess!" The old lady panicked: "Princess, this is absolutely not allowed! The old master was unaware of this. Why do you need to dig up the grave to vent your anger? Isn't this immoral? Just consider it as doing good deeds for the two children."

Princess Jia Hua suddenly rebuked, "The Grand Madam should have ended her own life the day I returned, instead of lingering here. When Yue'er returned, did you ever protect her even once?"

"I..." The old lady's body went limp and she collapsed to the ground, covering her face and weeping bitterly, her words filled with remorse: "I was senile. I should have protected Yue'er. I have let her down."

Princess Jiahua was tired of hearing these words and had become accustomed to the Grand Madam's hypocrisy. She gave a cold snort, which scared the Grand Madam into shutting up.

Princess Jia Hua then came to Yuan Fu Ling.

Yuan Fuling trembled all over: "Your Highness, Princess..."

"Break her legs for me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Imperial Guards stepped forward, and the wooden sticks fell. A scream pierced the air as both of Yuan Fuling's legs were broken. She fainted from the pain.

The Imperial Guards then used another method to wake the person up.

Yuan Fuling's face turned pale, and she kept begging for mercy: "Princess, spare me! I know I was wrong. Please have mercy and spare me."

Princess Jia Hua's lips curled into a cold smile as her gaze fell on Song Mao.

At this moment, Song Mao stood there blankly, nervously swallowing, not daring to look back at Princess Jia Hua.

"Fifty slaps!" Princess Jia Hua ordered.

Before Song Mao could react, someone grabbed his arm, pinned him to the spot, and slapped him hard across the face.

With a series of cracking sounds, it was soon covered in blood.

Fan Lianyi panicked and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "Princess, hit me instead, it's all my fault."

Unexpectedly, Princess Jia Hua did not lay a finger on Fan Lianyi. Instead, she ordered someone to slap Old Madam Fan fifty times as punishment for her daughter's poor upbringing.

"Princess!" Fan Lianyi hurriedly knelt on the ground and moved towards Princess Jiahua: "Princess, my mother is old and cannot withstand the punishment. Please have mercy and spare her."

Princess Jiahua ignored her and, seeing that Yuan Fuling had woken up, she instructed, "Go to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion and have the Second Miss come back to attend to Aunt Yuan's illness."

"Princess!" Yuan Fuling exclaimed anxiously.

Princess Jia Hua, too lazy to listen to their rambling, waved her hand and ordered everyone to be taken away.

After a short while, I finally got some peace and quiet.

Killing these people would be incredibly easy, but how could she possibly vent the hatred in her heart?

die?

dream!

……

Jinglan Academy

Looking at the scene in the courtyard, Song Zhen could tell that it was all carefully designed, with a clear separation between movement and stillness, and no noise or disturbance. Even the fish in the pond were swimming happily.

"A-Yue," he called softly.

Song Yue looked up. Although it was her first time meeting her brother, she felt an incredible sense of closeness, something she couldn't experience when she was with Song Mao.

Song Zhen patted her head: "You've suffered."

Song Yue shook her head: "I'm fine, so there's no need for you to feel guilty, brother. I don't blame you. As long as you're safe and sound, I'm content."

Compared to her own suffering, Song Zhen also had a lot of grievances.

Moreover, Song Zhen's body was thinner than that of a normal man, and his face was pale. Song Yue quietly grasped Song Zhen's sleeve, and her expression changed slightly when her fingertips traced his pulse.

“I crawled out of the mass grave and was unconscious for many years. My body was too weak. I begged Princess Shen to send someone to look for you in secret, but to no avail. The people from the Duke of Jing’s mansion said that you were no longer alive.” Song Zhen pulled her to sit down. Song Zhen had just woken up then. After learning the news, she was ashen-faced, filled with guilt and self-blame.

He failed to protect his sister.

Song Yue shook her head: "Big brother, you don't need to say such things anymore. We are family."

Song Zhen smiled slightly and silently vowed in her heart that she would definitely spoil A Yue even more to make up for the years of absence.

The two siblings chatted for a long time, and Song Zhen told her about the scenery they had seen along the way.

A gentle breeze blew by, and Song Zhen covered her mouth and coughed softly. Her thin body looked even more frail, like a candle flame that was about to be extinguished.

"Sir, it's getting windy, it's time to go back inside," the guard said.

Song Yue helped Song Zhen to his feet and yawned, "Big brother, I got up very early today. I'm tired too. There's plenty of time. I'll come to visit you again tomorrow."

Song Zhen nodded: "Okay."

Song Yue waved goodbye and skipped back to Yuehua Pavilion. She saw the pavilion brightly lit and Princess Jiahua sitting at the table, frowning as she looked through something. She frowned and went up to her, saying, "Mother."

Looking down, I saw it was a medical book.

Princess Jia Hua still had red marks in her eyes.

Song Yue immediately guessed that her mother must know something, so she quickly said, "Mother is worried about my eldest brother's health."

“Princess Shen came by an hour ago.” Princess Jiahua said with a sigh, “So many years have passed, and your elder brother has not had an easy time either. He is weak and cannot withstand any more hardship.”

“Mother, I will definitely find a way to improve my elder brother’s health,” Song Yue said.

Princess Jia Hua couldn't help but shed tears as she spoke, and embraced Song Yue: "It is your mother who has wronged you and your siblings, causing you to suffer so much."

Song Yue hugged Princess Jia Hua back: "Mother, your daughter is not suffering."

She never blamed Princess Jia Hua; over the years, her mother had endured far more than she and her siblings had.

“Mother, my elder brother is just weak, not poisoned. He just needs to take good care of himself and relax. He will be back to normal in no time.”

Princess Jia Hua raised her eyes: "Really?"

"nature!"

Princess Jia Hua visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's already rare to get something back after losing it; if she were to lose it again, she probably wouldn't be able to bear it.

This night, some were happy and some were sad.

The Duke of Jingguo's mansion was brightly lit.

The old lady knelt before the Buddha and prayed.

Song Kaifeng first went to visit Yuan Fuling. After Song Yao was brought back, they had a few words of argument, and he lost the will to stay and went to Fan Lianyi's place.

Fan Lianyi was so frightened that she fell ill. She developed a high fever at night and started talking nonsense. Song Kaifeng frantically took care of her all night.

The fever didn't subside until dawn.

Fan Lianyi opened her eyes and saw Song Kaifeng. She threw herself into Song Kaifeng's arms and cried loudly, "Cousin, I'm scared. Let's leave the Duke of Jingguo's mansion."

If she stays any longer, she'll definitely be scared to death.

Song Kaifeng longed to leave, but his every move was being watched by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, so how could he leave easily?

"Cousin, why won't the princess give us a quick death?" she asked timidly, tilting her head up.

Song Kaifeng scoffed: "She hasn't vented enough yet, how could she kill us so easily?"

Fan Lianyi was even more frightened upon hearing this. She hid in Song Kaifeng's arms and cried uncontrollably. She felt a little regretful that she shouldn't have acted impulsively and gotten together with Song Kaifeng.

Back then, she was the eldest daughter of a prominent family, possessing both talent and beauty. Countless men came to her door to propose marriage, but she was too proud and arrogant to be interested.

She fell in love with Song Kaifeng at first sight.

Not only did she remain a mistress for twenty years, but she was also separated from her child, and now she has to endure her occasional wrathful outbursts.

He gained nothing and dragged down his entire family.

Fan Lianyi wished she were dead.

"Lianyi." How could Song Kaifeng bear to let someone die? He pulled her into his arms. "Wait a little longer. We're not without a way out. Wait..."

With Song Kaifeng's reassurance, Fan Lianyi's emotions gradually stabilized.