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The Prince of Huai's Mansion.

Upon hearing that Emperor Yuan had summoned Song Qingning to the palace, Xie Xuanjin immediately set off for the palace.

In Fengqi Palace, Empress Meng also heard the news, and her expression changed drastically.

"Your Majesty, what is the meaning behind His Majesty's summons to the Chuxiu Palace to see Miss Song the Second?" Aunt Ling asked with a worried expression.

The Emperor has not held a selection of concubines for many years, and the Chuxiu Palace has been unoccupied for many years.

There are many palaces of all sizes in the palace, so why Chuxiu Palace in particular?

Aunt Ling couldn't help but think in that direction.

Does he intend to bring Miss Song into the harem?

Aunt Ling was terrified by this speculation.

Empress Meng gripped the teacup so tightly that it shattered, and shards of the teacup cut her skin, drawing blood.

"Your Majesty..." Aunt Ling hurriedly took out an embroidered handkerchief and wrapped it around the wound to stop the bleeding.

He then urgently reassured Empress Meng, "Your Majesty, please calm down. It may just be a routine audience."

Empress Meng gritted her teeth, seemingly oblivious to the pain of her wounds, her heart filled with turbulent emotions.

"A routine summons? How could it be a routine summons?"

Having been married for many years, she knew Emperor Yuan all too well.

In his quest for the throne, he orchestrated a scheme that forced the Meng family to support him.

In order to make the son of his beloved woman the heir to the throne, he did not hesitate to plot to poison his other two sons.

He was capable of bringing Song Qingning into the harem.

Wenzhao is dead, only Xuanjin remains.

She knew what Song Qingning meant to Xuan Jin, and she would not allow Emperor Yuan to set his sights on Song Qingning.

Thinking of today's original plan, a ruthless glint appeared in Empress Meng's eyes, and then she stood up.

"Pass down the order: follow me to the Chuxiu Palace!"

Upon hearing the words "send the order," Aunt Ling knew Empress Meng's determination and that something big was about to happen.

The Yuan Emperor's bedroom.

Upon hearing that Song Qingning had entered the palace, Emperor Yuan first went to Consort Shen's palace.

Upon entering, Emperor Yuan was not surprised to see Consort Hui before the memorial tablet of Consort Gui.

Consort Hui was Consort Gui's maid. She served Consort Gui during her lifetime, and after Consort Gui's death, she came to offer incense and pay her respects every day, which was her duty as a servant.

"emperor."

When Consort Hui saw him arrive, she bowed and stepped aside. "Your Majesty and Miss will not disturb you. I will go to the side hall to copy the memorial scriptures for Miss."

Emperor Yuan nodded in approval.

He then stood alone before Consort Shen's memorial tablet.

He came here because of Song Qingning!

Emperor Yuan offered incense. Before his deceased lover, he lacked the majesty and sharpness of an emperor. "My beloved consort, I originally intended to bestow Song Qingning upon our son, but now, that path is no longer viable."

"I never expected that Song Qingning would be so capable. No matter who a woman marries, I cannot be at ease."

"So I, the Emperor..."

Emperor Yuan paused, gazing at the portrait of Consort Shen.

In the portrait, the woman's smile is gentle and beautiful, like a fairy who is detached from worldly strife.

"You have never fought for or grabbed anything; you only love me."

"Back then, for my ambition, you volunteered to be my concubine. When I ascended the throne, I intended to make you empress, but you also considered that I had just ascended the throne and the situation was unstable, so you strongly advised me to make Lady Meng empress."

"You have always thought of me first, and I know you have suffered a lot of injustice."

"You must believe me, you are the only one in my heart, Song Qingning..."

When Emperor Yuan mentioned Song Qingning, his eyes darkened.

Emperor Yuan did not continue speaking about Song Qingning. As usual, he began to reminisce about his past with Consort Shen.

The story revolves around a kind-hearted merchant's daughter who dislikes extravagance, saves a prince, and the prince falls in love with his benefactor at first sight, and their feelings deepen over time.

The sound reached the side hall.

The love story between the prince and the merchant's daughter was witnessed by the maid Huiniang.

Emperor Yuan never avoided mentioning Consort Hui's past.

In the past, whenever Emperor Yuan recalled these memories, Consort Hui would stand by with a smile, praising how kind and loving her mistress was to the emperor.

Those words were exactly what the infatuated emperor loved to hear.

But since Emperor Yuan was not present, Consort Hui no longer had to force herself to please him.

Consort Hui copied the scriptures, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes filled with sarcasm and hatred.

In this world, only she knew what kind of person the woman deeply loved by the emperor truly was; her kindness and gentleness were fake, and her indifference to worldly affairs were all pretense.

She loved extravagance more than anyone else.

And that mighty emperor was also a fool.

He was manipulated by a woman, and even mistook the person who saved him for someone else.

Thinking of the person who truly saved Emperor Yuan back then, Consort Hui's eyes were filled with even more sarcasm.

Upon hearing that Emperor Yuan had left and was going to Chuxiu Palace to summon Song Qingning, Consort Hui suppressed her cold smile.

At today's welcoming banquet, the Crown Prince of Nanlin publicly demanded Song Qingning, which was too impulsive and detrimental to the overall plan.

Emperor Yuan intended to bring Song Qingning into the palace, and she was happy to see it happen.

After copying the scripture, Consort Hui took the scripture and returned to the memorial tablet, where she personally lit and burned it.

The scriptures were copied with cinnabar, but no one knew that the cinnabar was mixed with powder from crystal orchids.

The crystal orchid can suppress the spirits of the dead.

Consort Hui looked at the woman in the portrait with a cold smile. "Miss, please enjoy your meal!"

As the scriptures burned out, a eunuch's anxious voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince, the Sixth Prince has vomited blood."

"Six, Six..." Consort Hui swayed, then quickly straightened up and hurriedly left the Imperial Concubine's Palace.

……

Song Qingning, accompanied by two eunuchs, was about to reach Chuxiu Palace when she heard a commotion.

In the distance, someone could be heard calling "Sixth Prince".

Immediately afterwards, a young palace maid ran over, her face covered in tears, and begged for help from the eunuch beside Song Qingning.

"The Sixth Prince is vomiting blood! I beg you two eunuchs to help! Quickly fetch the imperial physician!"

"And Consort Hui, go and invite her here. The Sixth Prince... he vomited a lot of blood."

The sixth prince was frail, but he had never coughed up blood before.

This is a matter of great importance.

The two eunuchs exchanged a glance, but they were ordered to invite Miss Song to Chuxiu Palace.

"You two should go quickly. If anything happens to the Sixth Prince, the Emperor will investigate. If you knew about it but didn't report it, you will also be implicated. I'll wait here, so please rest assured, you two eunuchs," Song Qingning said.

"Then please stay here, Miss Song, and don't wander around. We'll be back soon," the two eunuchs instructed repeatedly.

Song Qingning nodded.

But after the eunuch left, she did not wait there.

Song Qingning grabbed the panicked palace maid, "Where is the Sixth Prince? Take me to see him."

"Okay, okay." The palace maid snapped out of her daze and immediately led Song Qingning away.

He walked and cried.

"The Sixth Prince... he looked unwell when he returned from outside the palace today."

"I smelled alcohol on him and was about to ask the imperial physician to take a look, but the Sixth Prince said there was nothing wrong."

"This servant knows that the Sixth Prince doesn't want to trouble others. The people from the Imperial Hospital often come to our palace, and they've long complained about it."

"Just now, this servant did not want the Sixth Prince to go out, but the Sixth Prince said that he wanted to pick a fatter duck, roast it, and send it to Young Master Yushu."

The palace maid sobbed, filled with worry and self-reproach.

The sixth prince's palace was close to the Chuxiu Palace, and there was a small lake outside the palace.

The sixth prince kept ducks here.

Song Qingning saw the person lying on the ground by the lake and quickened her pace to approach.

The Sixth Prince's robes were stained with blood, and his eyes were closed, his fate unknown.