"Get out!" Sang Jiang threw the pillow next to her at him.

Long Jingchen dodged the pillow she threw at him, chuckled, and placed it on the soft couch beside him. He then turned and walked out, saying, "Wife, it's time to get up and eat."

Sang Jiang: ...

She kept watching the doorway until she was sure Long Jingchen had left before she slowly got up, put on her clothes, and walked out with aching steps.

She was now increasingly regretful about how she had let that scoundrel have his way with her. He was the one who was injured, so why was she the one who ended up suffering?

Sang Jiang felt increasingly resentful. She pursed her lips, walked to the dining table, and without even glancing at Long Jingchen, lowered her head and started picking at the food in her bowl.

Long Jingchen could tell what she was thinking, so he didn't tease her anymore. He also lowered his head and began to eat the food in his bowl.

After finishing her meal, Sang Jiang got up and headed outside.

Long Jingchen followed closely behind her, putting down his bowl and plate: "Wife, where are you going?"

Sang Jiang: "Let's go back to the palace and sleep!"

After saying that, he turned and walked out without looking back.

Long Jingchen followed directly behind her, saying, "That's perfect, I'm also tired, let's go back together."

Sang Jiang: ...

She glanced at Long Jingchen with a look of grief and indignation, then turned and continued walking forward.

...

Jinghe Palace.

Sang Ruo looked at Wan Ting, who was on the verge of tears: "Is everything you said true?"

Wan Ting also looked very serious: "My lady, how could I possibly lie to you about something like this!"

As soon as she said that, Sang Ruo's tears fell instantly.

Wanqing quickly reached out and gently touched Wanting a few times, then shook her head at her.

Sang Ruo pursed her lips for a long while before clenching her fist: "I'm going to see the Empress. I'm going to explain things to her and make her let him go!"

"Your Majesty!" Wanqing called out to Sangruo and glared at Wanting. "Your Majesty, please don't be anxious. Perhaps there's a mistake. Let me go and inquire again."

Sang Ruo kept her eyes closed, seemingly unable to listen. Wan Qing sighed and spoke again: "Your Highness, please don't forget your status. You are now the Imperial Concubine."

The moment she uttered the words "Your Highness, Imperial Concubine," Sang Ruo deflated like a punctured balloon, slowly slumping into a chair, unable to utter a single word.

Wan Ting looked at her with heartache and sighed softly: "Your Majesty, please wait for me to go and check again."

After saying that, he pulled Wanqing along and they walked out together.

As soon as they went outside, Wanqing couldn't help but look at Wanting and say, "You're really confused. Shihua treated Miss like that back then, why did you still tell Miss about his affairs and cause her trouble?"

Wan Ting pursed her lips guiltily: "I just couldn't bear to see Miss suffering."

Wanqing: ...

She glared at Wanqing with exasperation: "Are you happy now, Miss? You're even more upset now. Miss is already a Noble Consort, and Shihua was already the Empress's man back then. He and Miss are sworn enemies!"

Wan Ting lowered her head and remained silent.

Wanqing sighed and then said, "They already have their own lives, why should we disrupt the existing peace?"

Wan Ting pondered for a moment, then looked up at the starry sky. In the past, she always looked at the stars because her mistress and Nian Shihua were on a date. She never expected it to be like this.

After a long while, she slowly withdrew her gaze, looked at Wanqing, and nodded: "Let's do as you say. In a little while, we'll go in and tell Miss that Nian Shihua lied to her..."