These were the words the Empress said at the time.

Consort Mei trusted the Empress so much that it bordered on blind faith, to the point that she always raised the Sixth Prince in the manner of a strict mother.

Song Xibai was stunned.

"This Lady Mei is really... stubborn!"

"Alas, to survive in the palace, one must either be too shrewd or too straightforward."

Song Siyuan shook his head and said this.

Song Xibai turned her head sharply to look at the Crown Prince.

Which type do you think I am, Your Highness?

The Crown Prince was thinking about the relationship between Consort Mei and his mother when he heard this sentence and subconsciously replied.

"You are the former, Qingqing."

As soon as he said it, he knew he was in trouble.

As expected, Song Xibai gave a light snort, raised her chin, and turned her head to the other side.

"So, in His Highness's eyes, I am a cunning and treacherous villain!"

"I didn't mean that! I didn't think about it carefully just now."

The crown prince grew anxious.

"I've always said that what comes out in the heat of the moment is the truth!"

Song Xibai hummed twice more.

Song Siyuan was utterly stunned by her daughter's reckless behavior.

Daughter, aren't you trying to touch a tiger's tail—are you courting death?

Dingxiang, on the other hand, seemed unfazed. She drank half a cup of tea, grabbed some dried fruit from the table, and started crunching away.

The two of them were inseparable; one pretended to be angry, and the other would try to coax her, and they wouldn't stop acting for at least fifteen minutes.

Dingxiang even kindly handed a handful to Song Siyuan.

"Uncle, you should eat too."

Song Siyuan remained silent for a long time.

So there isn't a single normal person in this house.