Having transmigrated into this world and witnessed her Mother being divorced, Lian’er saw the ugly face of the Song Family and resolutely decided to leave with her Mother.
Want a divorce?
But if Consort Han really went mad and lost her mind, that would be a lifelong problem with her, and there would be no hope left.
Then he will definitely be greatly affected.
Others gain status through their sons, but he gains status through his mother.
When midnight arrived, the palace's defenses were relaxed. The eldest prince changed into night clothes and, under the cover of the people in the courtyard, successfully sneaked into Consort Han's palace, avoiding being seen.
He wanted to see for himself.
Although it was dark outside, Consort Han did not sleep. Regardless of day or night, day or time, she would go crazy at any moment. When she was tired of going crazy, she would sleep, and when she woke up, she would continue to go crazy.
At this moment, she was standing in the center of the hall, bowing her head, pointing to a corner with her finger, making a shushing gesture, and wearing a strange smile on her face.
The eldest prince almost didn't recognize her, because the Consort Han in front of him was completely different from the one he remembered.
Her face was thin and haggard, her eye sockets were sunken, but her eyes bulged out. Her hair was disheveled and tied into knots, with most of it being white. She was also hunched over, looking like an old woman in her sixties.
When he confirmed that the person was indeed his mother, the eldest prince's heart sank completely.
With her appearance, demeanor, and mental state, Consort Han could never possibly gain the Emperor's favor.
What's even more dangerous is that she's acting erratically and might say things she shouldn't have.
At first, the servants tried desperately to bring Consort Han back to her senses, but her condition worsened every day and became incurable. Even Granny Zhou abandoned her mistress and went to sleep.
Most of the guards outside had been withdrawn, leaving only a few to stand guard symbolically. These guards were also sitting against the wall, dozing off with their swords in their arms.
In the empty hall, only Consort Han was going mad.
The eldest prince's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He grabbed Consort Han's shoulder and said in a deep, cold voice.
"Mother, calm down and look at me."
Consort Han was startled and stared intently at the eldest prince. Suddenly, she chuckled, her emotions becoming somewhat agitated.
She raised her hand and stroked the eldest prince's head: "My son, you've come to see your mother."
The eldest prince seemed to see a glimmer of hope that his mother still recognized him. It seemed he could help his mother recover. He would then take good care of her and restore her appearance, rendering all the nonsense irrelevant. His mother might still be able to regain his favor.
"I will visit Mother Consort from time to time. Mother Consort, you must take good care of yourself, for your own sake and for Zhao'er's sake. You can't keep torturing yourself like this," the eldest prince said earnestly.
He lowered his voice: "Once Mother recovers and I'm released from confinement, I can deal with that little slut Qiao Lian'er."
Consort Han seemed not to hear these words. She pulled the eldest prince along, hunched over, and walked cautiously toward that corner.
“My son, have you seen Qiao Lian’er? She’s hiding in that corner, she’s been there all along, and I don’t know when she’ll pounce on me and drink my blood. You’ve come just in time, help me drive her away.”
Upon hearing this, the eldest prince felt a chill run down his spine.
Although Consort Han recognized him, she had also gone completely mad.
He suddenly became furious and slapped Consort Han hard across the face.
Consort Han was stunned by the blow, covering her face and looking at the eldest prince with a wronged expression.
"Mother, look carefully. There is no Qiao Lian'er. It's all your illusion. Please wake up. Are you going to harm your son?"
Consort Han also got angry, her voice became shrill, and she pointed at the base of the wall, jumping up and down: "That's Qiao Lian'er, her face pale, her mouth wide open, her eyes bleeding as she stares at us. You bastard, if you don't believe me, I've raised you for nothing."