The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Zheng Xun's lips curled slightly: "Father! Mother!"

The Empress's complexion had improved considerably, and she smiled kindly: "Yuanjia, don't be afraid."

Others: Please open your eyes! What is she afraid of? Others should be afraid, okay?

Zheng Xun's anger subsided slightly before he answered Zhao's question: "Why did I hit him? Because he dared to extend his claws at me!"

The emperor nodded slightly, clearly approving of her approach.

Zhao knew she had to speak up and argue, otherwise, given the Emperor and Empress's favoritism towards Princess Yuanjia, she would likely not only fail to get justice but also get herself into trouble.

So she kowtowed and said sincerely, "Your Majesty and Empress, please be wise! Kang'er is not mentally mature enough, what can he understand? Your Majesty and Empress are kind, but Princess Yuanjia is arrogant because of your favor. She can be so cruel to a child this time, she will cause a great disaster next time!"

Zheng Xun: "A child? A fifteen or sixteen-year-old is still a child?"

Zhicheng chuckled in agreement.

Not only did Zhao not feel ashamed, but she was also very self-righteous: "Kang'er only has the mind of a five or six-year-old, how can he not be considered a child?"

"Oh, he's five or six years old, but he knows how to touch a girl's hand."

"What's wrong with just touching hands? Kang'er doesn't understand those things! He just likes you!"

[Yes, yes, he doesn't understand. He doesn't understand how someone could possibly defile those teenage girls in the courtyard?]

[Even at five or six years old, you're a lustful devil, aren't you?]

He even touched my hand? I feel disgusted just breathing the same air as him.

What's the waste? What's the waste?

Zheng Jiao realized what was happening, and in her anger, she laughed instead, and decisively slapped Ding Kang across the face.

As a martial artist, she possesses both strength and skill.

Ding Kang immediately fell to the ground, crying and shouting, "Mother! Mother! They're bullying me! Kang'er is in pain!"

Zhao screamed and threw herself on her son, cursing Zheng Jiao as a madman.

It has to be said that the way the mother and son throw tantrums is exactly the same.

Only those who can hear Zheng Xun's inner thoughts know why Zheng Jiao reacted this way.

Zheng Xun herself looked completely puzzled: "Big sister..."

Zheng Jiao said calmly, "It's nothing, I just think he looks ugly when he cries."

Zheng Xun: Is this what a "vicious" female supporting character is like?

However, it must be said that Zheng Xun found the slap extremely satisfying.

The emperor, with a stern face, waved his hand, signaling the palace servants to drag the mother and child away.

Resentful, Zhao blurted out, "Your Majesty! Have you forgotten your promise to my husband? You clearly said you would take good care of us, a widow and her children, but now you're doing this for two little girls..."

The Empress, unable to contain herself any longer, interrupted her: "Little brat?"

How ridiculous! In her eyes, the princess of Dayong is just a little girl?

Where did that face come from?

The Empress was somewhat suspicious. Had the world changed so much because she had been recuperating for so long?

Zhao felt guilty, but she was stubborn: "My husband saved the Crown Prince! A bastard and a concubine's daughter are nothing compared to the Crown Prince's life."

Zheng Jiao sneered and looked at Zheng Jin.

The latter immediately understood and stepped forward to slap Zhao: "Hitting you has nothing to do with your status, it's simply what you deserve."

They're sisters, standing together through thick and thin. What bastard? Who are you calling a bastard?

But is it really that satisfying to slap someone in the face?

Zhao knew she couldn't afford to offend Zheng Jin, so she gritted her teeth but didn't dare utter a single word.

Zheng Jiao scoffed, "Bullying the weak and fearing the strong."

The Empress felt a sense of relief and, seeing the three sisters having fun, stopped the palace servants who wanted to attack them.

Zhao gave the Empress a look that said, "You're being unreasonable." She really didn't understand why the Empress would treat Zheng Jiao, a bastard, as a treasure and even let her occupy the position of the eldest daughter.

The Empress was confused; she could only look to the Emperor for help.

Your Majesty: Don't look down on me. It's not time for me to take action yet. If I were to intervene, it wouldn't just be a matter of a few slaps.

Zheng Xun couldn't help but laugh at her naivety: "Your husband saved the Crown Prince, and it was the Crown Prince who promised to take care of you, not the Emperor."

She paused, then raised her voice slightly: "Moreover, don't you know what happened with the life-saving grace back then? The guards had already warned us that the road had collapsed before after the heavy rain, and the group should have taken a different route. If it weren't for the Duke of Dingguo's son insisting on taking the shortcut back to the capital, the group would have returned safely."

The emperor gritted his molars and wanted to beat his good prince for the first time.

He kept such a big thing a secret all this time. I thought he was just soft-hearted, but I didn't expect him to be so stupid!

"The Crown Prince didn't mention this matter, but that doesn't mean it didn't happen. He wasn't the only one who came back alive that day. If anyone doesn't believe it, they can go and ask them."

Those people didn't reveal the truth before only because they were mindful of the Duke of Dingguo's son's life-saving grace towards the Crown Prince.

But the truth will always come out eventually. Can Zhao Shi really rely on this small favor to bully others forever?

Zheng Xun spoke calmly as he recounted these causes and effects, but his words struck everyone like a thunderclap.

Those whose family members died in the landslide were especially heartbroken and felt like tearing Zhao apart.

Some were so stubborn that they even came to hate the crown prince.

However, they were more intelligent than the Zhao family. Even though they were in turmoil, they didn't cause a scene at this moment. But what kind of trouble would arise after they confirmed Zheng Xun's words was uncertain.

Zheng Xun took a step closer, looking down at Zhao Shi who had fallen to the ground: "What are you feeling guilty about?"

"No...I didn't..." Zhao gripped Ding Kang's hand tightly, her back drenched in sweat.

Zheng Xun pressed on: "If you're not guilty, why are you trembling?"

"No! My husband was just trying to save someone, you can't slander him! Yes! That's it!"

"You know perfectly well that what I'm saying is true, so why do you still have the nerve to pretend to be the widow of the Crown Prince's savior?"

"No! I don't know! I don't know anything!"

"Oh? You don't know? I almost thought I was talking nonsense."

Zheng Xun straightened her back and said with a wicked grin, "You may not know, but I am skilled in divination, so nothing can escape my eyes."

"What do you want?"

Zhao was unwilling to believe her words, but she couldn't explain why, on their first meeting, she knew the truth about the life-saving grace even though she didn't even recognize her.

"I couldn't bear to keep you in the dark, so I kindly did some calculations for you. The reason your husband rushed back was because he had a mistress in Xiaoliu Lane who was about to give birth."

She paused, watching Zhao's expression change from guilty to shocked, and said with a wicked grin, "Although your husband is dead, his illegitimate son is very healthy. He must be over a year old now, and he's quite clever and quick-witted."