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Chapter 273 The Purpose of Burning Down the Imperial Concubine's Palace and Sparing Xie Yuzhen&

In the corridor, Xie Lian sat on a chair.

He was wearing a thick cloak, and a gust of cold wind made him shiver.

Suddenly, the woman next to him subtly shifted her position, conveniently blocking the wind for him.

Xie Lian looked up and saw Song Qingning looking in the direction of the main hall. He knew that she and he were both waiting for their mother.

"Yu Shu is right, Fourth Sister-in-law is an excellent person," Xie Lian said, his voice much weaker than usual.

"Yu Shu is a simple-minded child. He remembers even the smallest kindness. You flatter him."

Xie Lian was too weak, so Song Qingning spoke to him in a soft tone, afraid of startling him.

"You flatter me. Fourth Sister-in-law has been very good to me and has helped me so many times. How can I possibly thank her?" Xie Lian said with a hint of self-deprecation.

He thought about it once.

I couldn't find anything I could give back to her.

"Thank you? No need to thank me." Song Qingning smiled.

She then comforted him, saying, "You call me Fourth Sister-in-law, we're family, and friends, why be so formal?"

"friend?"

Xie Lian was slightly taken aback.

He had no friends since childhood, and under the instigation of Consort Shen, even the palace maids and eunuchs ostracized and isolated him.

He lived in solitude and had long since stopped yearning for the word "friends".

Heaven took pity on him and allowed him to meet Yu Shu.

Now that fate had smiled upon him once again, he felt somewhat at a loss, then a glimmer of hope arose in his heart: "Could I really be friends with Fourth Sister-in-law?"

"Of course!" Song Qingning said with a smile, "You are Yushu's friend, and you are also my friend."

Song Qingning thought of Meng Yushu, "The other day when I went to the Meng residence, Yushu was still talking about the ducks you raised. He said he wanted to eat roast duck, but there was a roast duck right in front of him."

Both of them knew that Meng Yushu didn't want to eat roast duck, but rather missed Xie Lian.

"Yu Shu, he..."

Xie Lian's heart swelled, and his voice choked with emotion.

Just then, a voice came and interrupted him.

"Liu'er..."

The two looked over at the sound and saw the smile on Consort Hui's face from afar.

Consort Hui approached.

She had wiped the blood off her hands and wrapped them with a cloth strip, trying her best to conceal the wounds and bloodstains.

She didn't want Xie Lian to worry, but Xie Lian still noticed something was wrong.

"Mother, your hand, and..." Xie Lian was so anxious that his blood rushed to his head, causing him to cough again.

Consort Hui comforted him, feeling both distressed and worried.

But as if she had just thought of something, her worries vanished in an instant.

Seeing that Xie Lian was still staring at her hand and the footprint that was clearly stained with incense ash on the fabric of her clothes, she comforted her, "Mother is fine, it's just a minor injury. My sixth son will definitely be alright in the future."

After saying that, she looked at Song Qingning and said, "Princess Consort of Huai, may I accompany you to escort Liu'er back to her palace first?"

Send Xie Lian first, then we'll talk about the rest.

Song Qingning nodded.

The two escorted Xie Lian back to his palace to settle in. Consort Hui's mind was only on Xie Lian, and Song Qingning could see Consort Hui's affection for Xie Lian.

When Consort Hui escorted Xie Lian back to his room, Song Qingning waited outside the door.

"What were you talking about just now?" Consort Hui suddenly asked Xie Lian.

On the way back, Xie Lian didn't say much, but Consort Hui could sense that her son was different from usual.

It should be related to Song Qingning.

"Mother, besides you and Yushu, I now have a fourth sister-in-law," Xie Lian couldn't help but share.

The light in his eyes startled Consort Hui.

A few years ago, Liu'er had the same expression when he told her that he had made a friend named "Meng Yushu".

Seeing the expectation in his eyes again, Consort Hui felt a strange unease.

"But Mother, I think..." Xie Lian's expectation suddenly dimmed.

He was afraid of upsetting his mother, so he didn't continue.

Consort Hui knew him so well.

With just one look from him, she knew what the words he had swallowed were.

He wanted to say: he didn't seem to have that much time left.

We're getting closer and closer to the twenty-two-year age that Doctor Ling mentioned.

He won't live past twenty-two...

Consort Hui suppressed the throbbing pain in her heart and smiled, "My sixth son, you will make many, many more friends in the future, not just Yushu and your fourth sister-in-law."

Xie Lian knew those were his mother's words of comfort. He accepted her words of comfort and forced a smile to put his mother at ease.

Thinking of Song Qingning outside the door, she said, "Mother, go and talk to Fourth Sister-in-law. She has been waiting for you for a long time."

"it is good."

Consort Hui said softly.

As I turned to leave, I heard Xie Lian's voice again:

"Mother, Fourth Sister-in-law is a friend."

Consort Hui paused slightly, knowing that Liu'er was reminding her.

Her sixth son is insightful and knows everything.

……

When Song Qingning saw Consort Hui again, Consort Hui had a big smile on her face.

The two walked out of the Sixth Prince's palace together.

Suddenly a commotion broke out, followed by a plume of thick smoke rising from a distance.

"This is the Imperial Concubine's palace," Consort Hui said.

The imperial concubine's palace is on fire.

In this kind of weather, it's not easy for a fire to start.

Emperor Yuan cherished Consort Shen like a treasure, and even took excellent care of her palace.

The fire was not accidental; it was caused by human intervention.

And the arsonist...

Both Song Qingning and Consort Hui understood the situation.

"The Emperor burned down the Imperial Concubine's palace. Ha, hehe, Miss, if you could see this from heaven, how wonderful that would be," Concubine Hui sneered.

Ten years later, she felt this exhilaration for the second time.

Looking at the billowing smoke and the raging fire that followed, Song Qingning asked the question that had been on her mind, "I thought Consort Hui would let Xie Yuzhen die today, but I didn't expect Consort Hui to be so merciful."

kindness?

How could Consort Hui be kind?

She hated Consort Shen, and she hated Xie Yuzhen just as much; there was no reason for her to save or protect her.

Unless it's Xie Yuzhen's life, she has other uses.

Consort Hui took a deep breath, having already guessed that Song Qingning would be suspicious, and also knowing that she couldn't fool Song Qingning.

"I kept her here for a reason."

Consort Hui turned around and met Song Qingning's gaze. "Princess Consort of Huai, you have been kind to Liu'er. Liu'er just told me that besides me and Meng Yushu, he now has a fourth sister-in-law."

"He cares about you a lot."

"Do you know what Physician Ling once predicted? He said that Liu'er's health wouldn't allow her to live past twenty-two..."

Song Qingning frowned.

No one knew better than her that Doctor Ling's prediction was accurate.

In his previous life, Xie Lian died at the age of twenty-two.

"I don't want him to die. No mother can bear to watch her child die. Over the years, I've been counting down the years until I turn twenty-two, living in constant fear. If I could, I would rather die in his place."

"I can't take your place, but someone else can."

Consort Hui glanced around to make sure no one was there.

The next moment, she knelt heavily in front of Song Qingning.

"Consort Hui..." Song Qingning could not hide her surprise.

I wanted to help her up.

Consort Hui, however, grasped her wrist and spoke earnestly:

"Princess Consort of Huai, please grant me a request, for the sake of your friendship with Liu'er."

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