Isn't it said that Princess Wei was favored by the Empress Dowager and the Empress, enjoying great prestige and glory? Isn't it said that even the Dowager Lady of the Marquis of Linxi lamented every day that she hadn't married such a good woman?

If she lives such a good life, yet refuses to help her own sister in her time of need, what glory does Song Lan have to offer? Perhaps... even the King of Wei would fear her ruthlessness and distance himself from her.

Why is she able to enjoy exclusive favor in the Prince of Wei's mansion? Why is she able to make the Prince of Wei reject all the women who admire him?

Song Lan is nothing more than...

As Song Wan'er was pondering these thoughts outside the gate of the Prince of Wei's mansion, her eyes lit up. She saw a luxurious and magnificent palace carriage approaching from afar. The carriage stopped in front of the mansion, and countless beautifully dressed maids rushed over. However, the person who stepped out of the carriage was a handsome and noble young man in fine clothes.

The young man was exceptionally handsome, with a captivating and dignified air about him. He waved away the attentive maid and personally reached out his hand towards the carriage. When a fair hand landed on his arm without hesitation, he broke into a stunning smile.

Song Wan'er was stunned. She finally realized that Zhang Yourong, whom she had once treasured, was like a chicken in front of the King of Wei.

However, when she saw the elegant and composed beautiful woman whom the King of Wei was smiling at, she felt resentment.

Even if she were reduced to ashes, she would still recognize her.

This is Song Lan!

She's doing so well.

The familiar look on Song Lan's face fueled the resentment in Song Wan'er's heart. Without thinking, she cried and rushed towards the direction of the palace carriage!

"elder sister!"

However, the guards in the Prince of Wei's residence were not to be trifled with. They would not allow a woman of unknown origin to approach the Prince and his wife. Even from a distance, Song Wan'er was kicked away by a guard.

She was already weak, and had been taking some kind of herbal medicine for years. The kick caused her to cough up blood and roll on the ground. Her internal organs ached terribly. Seeing the elegantly dressed and incredibly beautiful Song Lan, and looking down at her own disheveled state, she was filled with hatred. She cried out, "Sister, save me!"

"Save my sister! Please give me a way to live!"

She didn't care about anything else, she just made a pitiful fuss, as if she would die if Song Lan didn't rescue her.

But she cried and screamed for a long time without hearing a single word from Song Lan.

"Who is she?" Song Lan asked.

"Don't see that madwoman from the Marquis of Linxi's mansion; she'll only offend your eyes," the Prince of Wei said casually. As Song Wan'er stood frozen, unsure what to do, this noble member of the royal family, seemingly devoid of any sympathy for a weak woman, pointed at her and said, "You can't even control a madwoman. Since you come from the Marquis of Linxi's mansion, go and tell the Marquis of Linxi to come and take her away personally. Let him tell me whether this is a place for him to cause trouble in front of my mansion!"

He didn't look at Song Wan'er again, and said to Song Lan in a low voice, "Why did I only see you eat one silver thread roll in the palace? Did the snacks not suit your taste? Are you hungry?"

Song Lan said something, and the King of Wei suddenly laughed, his eyes seeming to sparkle as he looked at Song Lan.

Song Wan'er felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

It's one thing if the King of Wei doesn't pity her, but why did he send the Marquis of Linxi to fetch her?

Marquis Linxi was Zhang Yourong's elder brother. He was known for his authority, and even Zhang Yourong feared him.

Before she could figure it out, the furious Marquis of Linxi dragged her back to his mansion. It was as if a great calamity was about to befall the mansion, with all the masters gathered there, leaving her on the ground.

Lady Linxi had already gone to the Prince of Wei's residence in tears to apologize, bringing countless gifts, but even so, she was still terrified, as if the destruction of her family was imminent. She lay on the ground listening to the Marquis of Linxi's scathing insults and trampling on her, as well as recounting in detail how she had caused trouble at the Prince of Wei's residence. In the end, the Marquis of Linxi could only wearily utter one sentence, "Mother, let's divide the family property."

Separation of the family?!

"Dividing the family?!" Not only was Song Wan'er terrified, but even the old matriarch jumped up, her face turning pale.

This is an attempt to drive Zhang Yourong out of the mansion and sever their brotherly bond!

"He is your younger brother!" The old lady doted on her youngest son, and seeing her eldest son's heartlessness, she burst into tears.

Song Wan'er also shook her head desperately.

With her official career over and her reputation ruined, if she no longer had the support of her family's noble household, wouldn't Zhang Yourong be nothing but a useless person for the rest of her life?

Even Zhang Yourong herself was stunned, and she knelt down on the ground.

“Brother Rong has offended the Prince of Wei and has been causing trouble frequently. This wretched woman is making a scene today and has ruined the reputation of the Marquis’s mansion. Does Mother want the entire Marquis’s mansion to be buried with her?”

The ever-filial and obedient Marquis of Linxi ignored the old lady's weeping, glancing coldly at his younger brother and casually brushing away unseen dust from his clothes, saying, "Your son also has a wife and children, so I cannot indulge in your foolishness!" He waved his hand and left without listening to anything, not even noticing the old lady falling unconscious behind him. Only Song Wan'er watched as the old lady lay motionless, supported by the maids in a state of panic, her vision blurred.

She married a man, thinking she would live a life of glory and wealth in the Marquis's mansion, trample her elder sister underfoot, and have children and a smooth life. But it was just a beautiful dream.

When Zhang Yourong's resentful fist landed on her, she suddenly laughed.

From that moment on, the man had nothing left.

She was too.