After my whole family overheard my thoughts, they went berserk.

When Shi Youzhi returned to the East Palace, he was like a completely different person, turning the palace upside down.

"Where did the Crown Princess go? Open the storeroom, I need to find some things."

Xiuzhen and Zhizhi dared not tell him that the Crown Princess had left the palace to bury her birth mother.

"What? You dare disobey even my orders?" he rebuked coldly.

After getting the key, he went to the warehouse, closed the door tightly, and didn't come out for a long time.

The Crown Princess, carrying her mother's body, returned to the Rong family's ancestral home in the suburbs.

"I am Crown Prince Zheng Yueyue. My mother, Fang Ru, was a concubine's daughter of the Rong family. She has now died tragically in the palace. I want to bury her body in the Rong family's ancestral tomb. Please convey this message to Prime Minister Rong and Old Madam Rong!"

Zheng Yueyue's eyes were red and her face was haggard, but her voice was firm and resolute.

The gatekeeper went in to announce the news, but no one came back for a long time.

Zheng Yueyue forced her way in, only to bump into someone head-on.

She wore a dark green dress and glared angrily at Zheng Yueyue in front of her.

This person is Lin Qingyu, the mistress of the Prime Minister's residence, and also the birth mother of Consort Rong.

"Where is my uncle? Where are he and my grandmother? I need to find them!"

Zheng Yueyue decided to force her way in.

Two maids stopped Zheng Yueyue.

Lin Qingyu spoke coldly and sarcastically.

"What uncle, what maternal grandmother? They only let you into the Rong family mansion because they thought you were the Crown Princess!"

Seeing that the newcomers were hostile, Zheng Yueyue refused to back down and raised her head to slap the two men across the face.

"You lowly servant, how dare you even stop me, the Crown Princess!"

"presumptuous!"

Lin Qingyu stepped forward and slapped her hard across the face.

Zheng Yueyue covered her reddened face and glared angrily at Lin Qingyu.

"I am the Crown Princess of the current dynasty, and you, a mere lady of the Prime Minister's residence, dare to lay a hand on me, the Crown Princess!"

All she wanted was for her mother to be laid to rest, so why was she prevented from going in and even beaten?

"Snapped!"

Zheng Yueyue slapped her back.

Lin Qingyu could barely stand; she was so angry she was about to go crazy.

That bitch, how dare she hit her!

"Guards! This man has broken into the Prime Minister's residence at night with malicious intent. He has assaulted the Prime Minister's wife. Drag her out!"

"Stop!" A weathered and experienced voice quelled the violent scene.

The old lady of the Rong family, dressed in a long green dress with dark patterns, had a slender figure and a slightly kinder face than Lin Qingyu. She was helped forward by an old maid.

She sized up Zheng Yueyue and then spoke coldly.

“Your Highness, your mother is indeed a member of the Rong family. Since you request that she be buried in the ancestral tomb, I will grant your request. However, after today, I hope that you will not mention this matter again, nor will you need to come to the Prime Minister's residence again!”

Zheng Yueyue disagreed. As the granddaughter of the Rong family, why shouldn't she be allowed to enter the Rong family's gate?

However, she is now the Crown Princess, and if it weren't for her mother, she would never have bothered to step into such a threshold!

"Mother!" Lin Qingyu's expression changed drastically; she couldn't accept it. "How could she be buried in the ancestral grave? How could this be..."

"My mother is of Rong family blood, why can't she be buried in the ancestral grave? It's you, you're the outsider in the Rong family!"

Hearing Zheng Yueyue's words, Lin Qingyu gripped her skirt tightly, her eyes filled with hatred.

"I'm an outsider to the Rong family? Then why doesn't your mother have the surname Rong?"

Zheng Yueyue retorted, "What do you mean?"

The old lady scolded her.

"Alright, let's drop this matter and not say any more!"

She looked at Zheng Yueyue.

"Tomorrow morning, I will instruct people to carry out the arrangements, but you must understand that the Rong family will not hold a grand ceremony for her. It will simply be a burial in the ancestral tomb. Please ask the Crown Princess to return home!"

Zheng Yueyue naturally disagreed.

Given the Rong family's attitude towards her mother, how could she possibly just leave her mother's body in front of the Rong mansion's gate and leave? She had to wait until the burial!

"Grandma, please have someone prepare a fine room for me. I will leave naturally after I have witnessed my mother's burial!"

After saying that, she walked towards the Rong residence.

Grandma Rong's sharp gaze fell fiercely on Lin Qingyu.

"You ungrateful wretch, go back and stay here. If you interfere in this matter again and cause trouble for Li Zheng, I'll have my son divorce you!"

Lin Qing's eyes were red and trembling as she watched the old lady turn and leave.

"Madam, let me help you back to rest." The maid supported her.

Lin Qingyu's legs suddenly went weak and she couldn't stand up.

Her personal maid was quick and swift, supporting her and weeping along with her.

"Madam, I know you feel wronged, but the old lady has already made her decision. Please take care of yourself."

Grandma Rong preferred quiet and was unwilling to move away from her ancestral home. At night, the area around the Prime Minister's residence was completely silent. Zheng Yueyue requested a good room but was arranged to stay in a separate courtyard.

I had just fallen asleep at night when I heard the door being pushed open.

Startled awake, she saw the door pried open and a tall figure enter her room.

"Who?"

Zheng Yueyue was so frightened that she turned pale and quickly turned on the light. It turned out to be Rong Shenjing, the eldest son of the Rong family!

"Don't be afraid, Cousin Yue, it's me." Rong Shenjing looked her up and down with ill intent as he strode over.

Zheng Yueyue gave a cold laugh.

"You're nothing but the Crown Prince's lackey, what are you doing in my room?"

Thinking back to what had just happened, wasn't it his mother who had given her a severe scolding?

"What 'lackey'? Don't speak so rudely. Besides, how can my relationship with the Crown Prince be as close as yours?"

After saying that, he sat down on Zheng Yueyue's couch.

Zheng Yueyue's expression changed drastically, and she retreated further into the tatami mat. Rong Shenjing followed her and moved very close to her.

She could clearly sense that Rong Shenjing's gaze was off and his breathing had become heavier.

"Get out of my way! I am the Crown Princess! If you dare to treat me like this... I'll call for help right now!"

In Rong Shenjing's eyes, Zheng Yueyue was too charming.

Dressed in thin clothing, the sheer fabric revealing his alluring curves, he could no longer control himself.

He pounced on Zheng Yueyue, pressing her down hard, his palms restlessly exploring her lips before he quickly kissed her sweet lips.

"save……"

"Cousin Yue, don't shout. There's no one in this courtyard. Even if you shout, don't forget that this is my home. Besides, that good-for-nothing Crown Prince wouldn't dare to do anything to me."

His large hands became increasingly restless.

My palms were driven mad by the soft stimulation.

"So soft... No wonder the Crown Prince always takes us to restaurants and gambling dens, but never to brothels. It turns out that Cousin Yue is such a gem. I like her so much..."

Zheng Yueyue was no match for him; her dress was easily removed, and her disheveled clothes fell to the ground.

"Um……"

Rong Shenjing's satisfied voice went straight into Zheng Yueyue's left ear.

Unable to resist, she lay on the couch, utterly despondent, her fingernails digging into Rong Shenjing's back, leaving deep marks.

In the past, her mother always tried her best to protect her in the palace. Now, she has been violated by Rong Shenjing, that beast, in the Rong mansion, and her mother can no longer protect her.

The cold corpses lay scattered in the Rong family compound, none of them properly buried.

Rong Shenjing was so satisfied that he patiently repeated the process again and again...