When Madam Shen heard that Princess Jia Hua was coming back, she planned to pay her a visit. But before she could do anything, her daughter was bullied and brought back home.

Madam Shen could not tolerate this.

“The Duke of Jingguo’s mansion has caused trouble time and time again. Our Shen family must take some action,” Madam Shen said in a deep voice.

Minister Shen hesitated for a moment, then asked Shen Ruyun, "And what were the reactions of the others?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Ruyun stopped crying and recounted everything that had happened at the manor from yesterday to today. Madam Shen sneered, "After all these years, you still have the same incorrigible temper..."

"Alright," Minister Shen interrupted Madam Shen, "Ruyun is a new bride, and the princess's temper isn't just directed at Ruyun. Let's wait a little longer."

"But……"

"Even if things fall apart, it won't change the fact that Song Hengchuan is the princess's biological son. Ruyun will still have to live under the princess's care in the future. Do you really want the couple to have a strained relationship?" Minister Shen had a long-term vision. The Northern Chu Emperor was very protective of Princess Jiahua. Who would dare to contradict him or say a single word against him?

Madam Shen couldn't swallow this insult: "Are we just going to let others manipulate us?"

"Thirteen years have passed. Don't you think that anyone can tolerate the pent-up anger from back then? Once you've vented your anger, everything will be fine."

Under Shen Shangshu's persuasion, Shen Ruyun's emotions gradually calmed down.

"You personally accompany Ruyun back, bringing congratulatory gifts, especially for the Third Miss," Minister Shen said to Madam Shen, earnestly instructing her.

Madam Shen understood.

…

Song Hengchuan only learned after going out that his wife had returned to the Shen family, his adoptive mother Yuan Fuling had been demoted to a concubine, Song Yao had become an illegitimate child, and even his grandmother had been punished by being forced to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures.

He went to the study of the Duke of Jingguo and asked the Duke, "Father, she has caused a lot of trouble in the family as soon as she came back. It would have been better if she hadn't come back at all."

"Shut up!" Duke Jingguo scolded, glancing nervously at the doorway before letting out a sigh of relief when no one was around. "Don't say such things again. She is, after all, your mother."

Mother?

Song Hengchuan felt wronged. Why did his mother not give him face at his wedding banquet yesterday, and why didn't she even drink the toast tea today?

What kind of mother is this?

“Your mother is easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force.” Duke Jingguo explained slowly, “If it weren’t for you and your brother, no one would have been able to make her leave the Duke Jingguo’s mansion. Over the years, she must have found out what kind of life Yue’er was living and she’s been holding a grudge.”

Song Hengchuan lowered his head and remained silent. How old was he when Song Yue was sent away? How could he possibly protect her?

And even without my protection, Song Yue is still living a good life, isn't she?

"If you want to mend your relationship with your mother, you should first try to smooth things over with Yue'er." Duke Jingguo finally understood that Princess Jiahua was still as protective of her own as ever.

Seeing the resentment on Song Hengchuan's face, he continued, "When you were born, your mother did everything herself and never asked anyone else to help. One winter, you fell ill from the cold wind, and your mother cried so hard that she almost fainted. It took many imperial physicians to cure you."

Song Hengchuan pursed his lips: "Over the years, Aunt Yuan has treated her son as her own son. Mother shouldn't be so petty and target her."

Duke Jing frowned. It's no wonder Princess Jiahua was angry. Her own son was protecting a concubine in every way. How could she not feel disheartened?

"Don't say those words again. Just keep it to yourself." Duke Jingguo sighed. "Even if you don't want to ease tensions, you should think about your career and continue to oppose us. The legitimate sons of the second and third branches are all eyeing that position. As long as your mother submits a memorial, the Duke's heir's decree will definitely be granted."

Song Hengchuan was suddenly stunned: "Mother, how dare she? I am her only son, and she will rely on me in the future."

Duke Jingguo shook his head: "Your mother's ideas are different from others, don't gamble on this."

Having said all that, Song Hengchuan had no anger left, nor did he dare to argue with Princess Jiahua; all that remained in his heart was fear.

If he fails to become the heir apparent, all the noble families in the capital will laugh at him to death. How will he have the face to stand in the capital?

Also, the main house is now just an empty shell.

His future career path will indeed depend on Princess Jiahua.

“There’s no such thing as a grudge between a mother and son that lasts overnight. I’ve wronged Yue’er, and I’ve wronged you too, Chuan’er. Why offend your mother before you’ve grown up and your wings are strong enough?”

Under the earnest guidance of the Duke of Jingguo, Song Hengchuan suddenly understood: "I understand, son."

Rumors circulated outside that Madam Shen had brought Shen Ruyun to visit the princess. Duke Jingguo said to Song Hengchuan, "Go quickly."

"yes."

After bidding farewell to the Duke of Jingguo, Song Hengchuan hurried towards the direction of Yuehua Pavilion.

A few days later, Madam Shen came to the Duke of Jingguo's mansion again, her mood was completely different, and she had a gentle smile on her face.

The servants behind him were carrying generous gifts.

Shen Ruyun stood obediently beside Madam Shen, neither of them showing any resentment on their faces, as if they were guests.

After waiting a short while outside Yuehua Courtyard, Princess Jiahua invited the person inside.

Upon entering the courtyard, Madam Shen immediately spotted the woman sitting in the center of the pavilion, dressed in a long, smoky gauze dress with a small phoenix hairpin swaying gently in her hair.

The woman held a round fan, gently fanning herself, a faint smile playing on her lips, her gaze fixed on something else.

Madam Shen followed the gaze and saw Song Yue and Song Huan learning manners not far away. She looked at the governess and felt that she looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, she realized that it was none other than Yang Mama!

"Hiss!" Madam Shen gasped. "The princess actually invited Granny Yang to teach the two young ladies manners?"

What a waste!

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