While waiting for the imperial physician to arrive, the atmosphere in the hall of the Marquis's residence was eerie.

The Empress Dowager had a terrible headache, so she used the excuse of changing her clothes to go to the inner room.

"No heir, and no conjugal relations for two years after marriage? Has Miss Shen suffered some kind of shock and gone mad?" The guests began to whisper among themselves.

"They already have a child, how could Prince Song be infertile?"

"Could this be Shen Zhiyi deliberately stalling for time, making up an excuse?"

"But such an excuse is easily exposed. Even if she is brainless, she shouldn't make up such a reason."

...

Everyone chimed in with their opinions, all feeling that something was amiss.

Chen had already stepped forward to help Lin Yaoyao, who was kneeling and crying, up, saying, "Good child, you've suffered these past few days."

"It's alright, Mother."

Lin Yaoyao's eyes were red, and she felt extremely wronged. She held the two children and comforted them for a while before gathering with the Song family, where they enjoyed a harmonious time together.

The maidservants served tea and snacks for everyone to enjoy.

Lin Yaoyao specially brought tea and walked up to Shen Zhiyi. "Madam, I really never thought of ruining your relationship with the Prince. Even if you are angry, you can't make up such an outrageous reason."

"You'd better explain things to the Empress Dowager and the Regent as soon as possible, lest the truth come out and you suffer the consequences, and then..."

She approached, her voice extremely low, "This will bring disaster upon the entire Shen family."

Shen Zhiyi's lips curled slightly as she spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear: "I gave you three days. Is this your answer?"

Are you sure you want to be my enemy?

"As the saying goes, 'If a person doesn't look out for themselves, heaven and earth will punish them!'"

As Lin Yaoyao spoke, she straightened up and said, "Madam, please have some tea."

Chen Zhiyi remained silent, which made Chen frown.

"Shen Zhiyi, Yao Yao poured you tea despite past grievances, and this is how you treat her? Now you're the one who disregards human life, and we're not going to hold it against you, but you've already slandered my son for being childless, and who are you trying to embarrass?

"Did I ask her to pour me tea?" Shen Zhiyi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"this……"

"Knowing I don't like her, she still insists on getting close to me. Do you know what that kind of behavior is called?"

Zhou Xuance, being quite supportive, even asked, "What's your name?"

"You're being a jerk!"

Some of the guests couldn't help but sneer.

Lin Yaoyao tightened her grip on the teacup in her hand. "Madam, I was just worried you might be thirsty."

“I have always admired the Duke of Zhenguo and have always respected you. I just hope you will not make the same mistake again.”

"I still hope that you and the Crown Prince can be as loving and harmonious as before. As long as you treat my two children well, I will do anything you ask. Please don't talk nonsense. Not only will it ruin the Crown Prince's reputation, but it will also do you no good."

Shen Zhiyi chuckled.

This shameless person really never stops for a moment.

She ignored him, and seeing this, Madam Chen snorted coldly, "Shen Zhiyi, the Empress Dowager and the Regent are both here today, so stop making trouble."

"Do you really want our entire Marquis's mansion to be disgraced because of you?"

“Mother!” Song Yuxiu interrupted his mother, then looked at Shen Zhiyi, “Stop making a scene. I really did wrong you about Yao Yao’s matter. If this continues, I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle the situation.”

"It doesn't matter," Shen Zhiyi sneered.

“You…” Madam Chen gritted her teeth, staring intently at her, “If you prove that my son does not have a terminal illness and have deceived the Empress Dowager and the Prince, do you know what kind of punishment you will bear?”

"Yu Xiu and Yao Yao are being kind and are still giving you a chance, but you really don't know what's good for you."

"Yuxiu should divorce you!"

“Mother,” Song Yuxiu frowned, staring at Shen Zhiyi with deep affection in his eyes, “No matter what happens, I will never divorce my wife. She will always be my wife.”

"Brother, what kind of spell did she cast on you?" Song Ruoying chimed in, adding fuel to the fire.

after all,

My older brother is in good health.

They'll be able to give Chen Zhiyi a good slap in the face right away.

"You risked your life to save her back then, and she still tries to slander you!"

Madam Chen sneered, "To slander your own husband as infertile, how vicious! How could our Song family have married you back then..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Zhiyi suddenly picked up the teacup beside her and smashed it on the ground with a loud "bang." The teacup shattered, and tea spilled all over the floor, making a mess.

This startled everyone, and the entire hall fell silent instantly.

Chen was so frightened that her face turned slightly pale.

Shen Zhiyi sneered: "Back then, it was your Song family's matriarch who personally came to propose marriage. Although I liked Song Yuxiu at that time, my parents did not agree. This marriage was something your Song family begged for!"

"As for why you married me? None of you here are fools. You all know perfectly well how much your Song family has benefited from the power of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion in the past two years!"

"Zhiyi!" the old lady finally spoke, "We're all family, how can you suddenly say such things!"

"In the two years since you married Yuxiu, has your grandmother treated you badly?"

"Your so-called kindness to me means knowing that Song Yuxiu was keeping a mistress, yet the whole family conspired to keep it from me?" Shen Zhiyi's lips curled into a cold smile. "And you even wanted to raise those two bastard children under my name?"

"You want to have your cake and eat it too, you want everything, your Song family has such a big appetite..."

Aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?

"Shen Zhiyi, how dare you!" Song Maozhang slammed his hand on the table.

At this moment, the Regent suddenly coughed twice, revealing unfathomable, dark eyes beneath his mask...

His gaze drifted down lightly.

An oppressive, silent pressure descended.

"I am still here. What? Marquis Xuanhua wants to make a move in front of me?" Zhou Xuance's voice was low and deep, carrying a strong sense of oppression.

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