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To verify her suspicions, Rong Anning hurriedly groomed herself and rushed to the courtyard of Master Rong, seeking to borrow the handwritten scripture that Song Feiwan had sent her.
Upon opening it, she was astonished to find that the handwriting was identical to that of Mr. Zhao Zhao's signature! Was what was written in there truly real? Did her cousin, Prince Chen, vow his life to her? No, she couldn't believe it!
Master Rong continued to murmur beside her, "Miss Song's handwriting is quite impressive, isn't it? Once she becomes your cousin-in-law, you’ll have the chance to learn from her up close."
Rong Anning didn't register a single word. She set the scripture down and said, "Grandfather, I haven't finished my studies for today. I shall take my leave now."
Seeing her rush off, Master Rong sighed helplessly yet fondly, "Such a fiery temperament; she must have inherited it from your grandmother."
With a belly full of jealousy, Rong Anning returned to her own courtyard and found her maid waiting for her after sending someone to order books.
"Miss," the maid greeted her awkwardly, "I was only able to order a few."
"Just this few? What about my special signature?"
"Yes, I only learned at the bookstore how popular this book has become recently. The shopkeeper, in his helplessness, limited the number of purchases for casual customers; at most, just a few."
Noticing Rong Anning's displeased expression, the maid quickly added, "I mentioned that money is not an issue and hinted at your esteemed status. Yet the shopkeeper said even nobles from the palace could only buy a limited amount!" She fell silent after that.
The teachings of the Rong family emphasized: those in high positions must be cautious and remember that one's rise or fall is interconnected. Furthermore, the Rong family's upbringing meant that legitimate descendants did not have the bad habit of bullying others with power.
The maid dared not take advantage of her position.
Rong Anning was taken aback for a moment and murmured, "Could it be that the noble from the palace is my aunt?"
The maid understood: "Since it's a story about His Highness Prince Chen, it's possible that the Imperial Concubine has seen it too."
Rong Anning replied, "Not just possible; it's certain. No wonder she arranged things for Prince Chen so well—the book wasn't banned because my aunt is protecting her!"
Thinking this over made Rong Anning feel both love and resentment toward Song Feiwan even more.
The maid was surprised by her words: "So this story was written by Miss Song? If that's the case, you can ask her for an inscription after buying the book."
Rong Anning puffed up like an agitated cat, her cheeks slightly flushed: "Who would want her handwriting!"
The maid immediately fell silent.
Rong Anning was unwilling to admit from the bottom of her heart that there were genuine feelings between Song Feiwan and Prince Chen. Clenching her fists, she angrily declared, "I don’t believe what she wrote is true! Just wait, I’ll find a chance to expose her lies!"
In the imperial harem, at the Bixiao Palace, there had been no incense burned for a while since the incident with the fragrant smoke. However, a faint and pleasant aroma still lingered in the air.
Consort Rong reclined on the couch while the chief palace maid, Fuqu, was giving her a moderate shoulder massage.
"Has anything happened in the palace recently?" Consort Rong asked.
Fuqu replied, "Does it count that Li Fei has been gossiping about you?"
Consort Rong raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
Fuqu continued indignantly, "They say Miss Song has no family background, no talents or education, and a bad reputation. They think you must be losing your sight to choose such an unremarkable person as your daughter-in-law."
In truth, those people were speaking out of turn because Consort Rong had lost her son; they were too harsh, and Fuqu was afraid it would upset her if she mentioned it.
Consort Rong squinted her eyes half-closed before suddenly opening them wide and sitting up straight. In a cold voice, she said, "They are talking nonsense."
Her beauty was so striking that even when she scolded others, she did so with unparalleled grace.
Could Li Fei's daughter write as beautifully as Feiwan? Not to mention that Feiwan was also exceptionally skilled in medicine. Once they realized how outstanding and intelligent Feiwan truly was, they would surely be envious of her in the palace.
As for Li Fei, she was nothing but a fool who had been sold out by the Empress and still counted her money afterward! Consort Rong had long been a force to be reckoned with in the harem; she was not someone to be easily manipulated. She immediately issued an order.
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