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Since the Second Miss moved to this remote little courtyard, her temper had grown increasingly worse.
Inside the room, Song Shuyao cried until her eyes were red, holding a vase and preparing to throw it again when Li Shi's voice stopped her.
"Enough! Even if you smash everything, what will change? The urgent matter now is to think of a strategy."
Fuming, Song Shuyao put down the vase and said in despair, "What other options do we have? The Crown Princess has made her stance clear; the Crown Prince can choose anyone as his secondary consort, but it cannot be me! Besides, my rank is only that of a third-grade official, while the Crown Princess is a second-grade noble! Do we dare offend her family?"
Li Shi felt a headache coming on from her crying and sighed deeply while rubbing her temples.
Song Mingyuan had been beaten up by Song Feiwan and had not dared to go to the academy these past few days; he was resting at home. At this moment, he was also there, angrily slamming the table and shouting with a flushed face, "Sister, it's all that Song Feiwan's fault! If it weren't for her meddling, how could the Crown Princess invite you into the palace? Otherwise, let's just find a few people and take care of her!"
Li Shi was startled and looked at him sharply. "No! She is about to be married; not only the Rong family but even the Emperor and the Noble Consort are watching us! If anything happens to her at this critical moment, our entire family will be finished!"
Song Mingyuan unwillingly replied, "Then what should we do? Should we just let Sister endure this? If she can't marry the Crown Prince, then once Song Feiwan becomes the Consort of Prince Chen, how will we ever have a chance to turn things around?"
Song Shuyao sat down in frustration, wiping her tears as she cursed repeatedly. "That wretched Song Feiwan! Why doesn't she just die!"
Li Shi felt an even greater headache coming on and asked Song Shuyao, "Is there any news from the Crown Prince's side?"
Song Shuyao replied, "Not yet, Mother. Are you suggesting I go find him to discuss this? No way! Not to mention that I'm currently in such a precarious position; the Crown Prince would avoid meeting me for fear of suspicion. Even if the Crown Princess has completely torn apart their relationship, he still wouldn't give me face."
Thinking of Song Feiwan made Li Shi grit her teeth in anger. She had calculated everything but had not anticipated that wretched girl would use such underhanded tactics—truly malicious! Once she leaves the Song residence, I will not let her off easily!
She sternly instructed Song Shuyao, "Yao'er, especially in times like this, we must remain calm. You need to soothe things over with the Crown Prince. Since the Crown Princess has openly opposed him, you must appear gentle and considerate—understanding and magnanimous. He is your greatest support; you must not let him drift away from you."
Despite feeling countless grievances inside, Song Shuyao wiped away her tears and nodded heavily. "Mother, I understand."
Song Mingyuan was two years younger than Song Shuyao and was usually impulsive and reckless. Li Shi was worried and specifically emphasized to him: "You too! During this time, no matter how angry you are, you must endure it. Absolutely do not approach Song Feiwan!"
Song Mingyuan rolled his eyes and mumbled something indistinctly.
Did you hear that!
Oh, I heard it, I heard it.
Li's nails dug deeply into her palm, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
Song Feiwan, just you wait! You won't be so arrogant for much longer!
The money had come in, and Song Feiwan thought, Hmm?
Her first batch of book payments had arrived, and it was a substantial amount.
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