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Song Feiwan gritted her teeth. What else could she say? As long as you are happy.
Next, she accompanied Xiao Yu to pay respects to the Empress. The Empress was a dignified and beautiful woman, exuding grace and warmth. She treated Xiao Yu kindly, asking him many questions with genuine concern, and even bestowed upon him numerous gifts. If Song Feiwan had not witnessed it herself, she would have thought the Empress to be a gentle and virtuous woman.
However, after Xiao Yu went off to war and did not return, Consort Rong fell into despair. Later, the Rong family attracted too much attention and aroused the Emperor's suspicion, leading to their disgrace and exile. Although Consort Rong lost the protection of her family, she still had the Emperor's pity; under normal circumstances, it would not be an issue for her to spend her remaining days in the palace.
But the Empress was unwilling to let her off easily. A piece of white silk, a cup of poison, and a dagger were all presented before Consort Rong. Thinking of how the author described the Empress's vengeful satisfaction when bestowing death upon Consort Rong sent shivers down Song Feiwan's spine.
Adhering to the principle of saying less to make fewer mistakes, Song Feiwan felt justified in idly staying by Xiao Yu's side. The Empress was a clever woman; no matter how unwilling she was, it was unreasonable to act against Xiao Yu and Consort Rong at a time when they were both in the spotlight.
Thus, they did not linger for long and returned to Bixiao Palace. Consort Rong had already retired for rest. The chief palace maid, Fuqu, approached them. Xiao Yu said, "Your Highness, the items you requested have arrived."
Song Feiwan looked up and was taken aback; it was her writing notebook! "Please leave," Xiao Yu coldly instructed.
Fuqu bowed and withdrew. Seizing the opportunity to leave as well, Song Feiwan turned to go. However, Xiao Yu flipped through her notebook with his long fingers and remarked, "This writing seems to be about the story of this prince and his princess. Perhaps the princess should stay and take a look."
A smile mixed with gritted teeth appeared on Song Feiwan's face. "What’s the difference between this and a public execution? Huh?"
"My lord may not know," she replied, "but I get a headache just from reading."
A glimmer of amusement flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes. "Then why did you read medical books all the way in the carriage when you entered the palace?"
"Ah, the handwriting on this title page is remarkably similar to that of the Princess."
Song Feiwan was certain; the villain was doing this on purpose! He definitely knew this was her manuscript and was using it to tease her!
Fine, let him look. Who's afraid of whom?
With a proud and confident demeanor, she strode over to the chair and sat down, forcing a smile. "Shall I prepare some tea and snacks for Your Highness?"
Xiao Yu replied, "Go ahead."
He sat down, his long fingers flipping through the pages of the book. The palace maid brought over the tea and snacks, but he didn't touch them. In the end, Song Feiwan transformed her sorrow into appetite and devoured everything.
While reading, Xiao Yu remained silent and showed little expression, occasionally raising an eyebrow or curling his lips slightly. After reading about half of the book, he set it down, his narrow, deep-set eyes landing on Song Feiwan's face.
Song Feiwan wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, thinking to herself, here it comes.
"I had no idea," he said, pausing dramatically, "that our relationship was so... thrilling."
Song Feiwan replied, "If I don't write something with a bit of flair, how can I make money? Have you seen how anxious Rong Anning is to place an order? She's eager to unbox her blind box."
She smiled playfully and continued, "Your Highness, how can one take what's written in a manuscript seriously?"
Xiao Yu countered, "Then what exactly is our relationship?"
It's all a lie! There's nothing at all!
"Haha, Your Highness, how am I supposed to answer that?"
The man pressed on relentlessly. "Take your time."
Song Feiwan felt both angry and helpless as she looked at him. "Actually, my relationship with the Prince isn't that complicated. From the first time the Prince saw me, he already had a favorable impression."
It is commonly referred to as love at first sight. Xiao Yuning gazed at her and couldn't help but let out a cold, mocking laugh.
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