As long as Consort Yan is alive, Rong Ning will never have a good day.

However, she also thought to herself, Yan Nangui is really heartless.

Nowadays, the methods of retaliation are becoming increasingly diverse.

To be honest, she was a little scared.

Thinking back to the marriage her husband had proposed to their fifth daughter a few days ago, she now thought, maybe... I should just agree.

While Rong Ning went to pack her things, Yan Jinfei waited there.

With things having come to this point, Rong Ning knew there was nothing she could do.

We can't just choose to take medication, can we?

In that instant, she seemed to have aged another ten years.

“Princess, is there really no other way? You’re so capable… why don’t you go and beg the Empress Dowager?” The servant attending Rong Ning knelt down and said.

"Stop making a fuss, why would the Empress Dowager care?" Rong Ning shook her head: "Just clean it up."

“Mother…” Yan Jinfei called out.

“You don’t need to come with me. Just stay in the manor. When you reach the age, you’ll have to get married eventually. If you’re willing, think of a way. Your sister is determined now and won’t come back to see me anymore. Only you, if you also have other ideas, just go and pursue your future.”

“Mother, what are you saying? Your daughter will definitely… will definitely find a way,” Yan Jinfei said.

Rong Ning didn't speak, but thought to herself, what other options are there?

Unless she could marry the emperor, which was impossible.

"It's all because I wasn't ruthless enough back then. If I had killed that little bitch earlier, things wouldn't be like this today!"

If Yan Nangui hadn't entered the Crown Prince's residence, Shu Chengfeng might not have ascended the throne so quickly because of General Yan's unclear stance.

Unfortunately, what's the point of saying this now?

"Second brother... I don't know if he'll help us anymore." Yan Jinfei wiped away her tears.

"You're counting on him? After all, he's not my son." Rong Ning said calmly, "Didn't you know that when you saw him last time? He still has his own brothers and sisters."

Yan Jinfei also fell silent.

After thinking it over, I realized there was no one who could help.

Rong Ning couldn't stay too long after all, so she took a carriage and left the city.

Even if Yan Nangui doesn't return, the old lady will guard the estate tightly, making it impossible for Rong Ning to leave.

Jiangxiang also conveyed a message: "Fourth Sister's temperament is unsettled; it is not advisable to discuss marriage now. She should calm down first and consider marriage after she turns twenty."

It was only after Rong Ning had left that she spoke, leaving Yan Jinfei feeling helpless.

The old lady didn't feel sorry for her, so she naturally agreed.

For the next few years, Yan Jinfei will be out of the house. The mother and daughter will just have to suffer in jail.

This worry has been lifted, even if only temporarily.

In the inner palace, the Empress Dowager was pleased.

When he was in a good mood, he would often torment Consort Zhen.

Find any excuse to ask her to copy scriptures; for her, copying scriptures is now a big deal.

After all, her arthritis was so severe that her finger joints hurt. Even holding a pen was difficult for her.

Yan Nangui was another person who copied scriptures.

Shu Chengfeng arrived just in time.

"It's rare to see someone so honest."

"It was indeed wrong, it was a bit too bloody, we still need to calm down." Yan Nangui put down his pen.

Shu Chengfeng came over, looked at them, and shook his head: "Forget it, don't take these to the Empress."

He glanced back at Luo Kui, who was serving him, and asked, "Can you write?"

Luo Kui hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, this servant knows how, but I write it poorly, very poorly..."

"Who can write it well?" Shu Chengfeng asked.

"Sister Yuanhua writes well," Luo Kui said hastily.

Yuanhua stepped forward: "This servant dares not say it is good, but it is more neat than Luo Kui's handwriting."

"Hmm, write a few for me to see," Shu Chengfeng said.

Yuanhua agreed and stepped forward to write a few characters, imitating the Buddhist scripture of the returning geese. They were indeed neat and orderly.

It wasn't exceptionally good, but it was still pretty.

"Alright, alright, go pour His Majesty some tea." Yan Nangui waved his hand.

"Your Majesty is truly busy."

"I'm meddlesome? You copied a Buddhist scripture with such murderous intent, and I'm still being meddlesome?" Shu Chengfeng glared.

"Buddha said all beings are equal. Does that mean you won't save me just because my name contains murderous intent? Besides, when did you start believing in this?"

"If you don't believe it, then you're just pretending; if you do believe it, then you're attached to appearances."

"Tsk, fine, I'm too lazy to bother with you, I shouldn't have come to see you in the first place," Shu Chengfeng snorted.

"No, those are two different things. I'm very happy that His Majesty came to see me." Yan Nangui smiled and took his hand.

"Go wash your hands." Shu Chengfeng wouldn't pull her away.

The wild goose returning south obediently replied, "Yes."

After washing his hands, he said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Do you think I don't know how good you've been to me? So why would I say so many sweet words? Does that mean I'm ungrateful if I don't say them? From childhood to adulthood, apart from my deceased mother, all my other relatives combined have treated me better than Your Majesty."

Shu Chengfeng raised an eyebrow but didn't reply.

"I overreacted this time; I was really angry at the time. I'll definitely be more careful in the future." Yan Nangui shook his hand coquettishly and snuggled into his lap again.

"Now that Rong Ning has been sent away, are you happy?" Shu Chengfeng asked.

"Of course I'm happy. But I specifically sent someone from my estate over. She's had so many comfortable years; it's time she experienced what it's like to be worse off than others," Yan Nangui sneered.

The people sent were those her mother had left behind on the estate, and none of them didn't hate Rong Ning.

They couldn't believe that Rong Ning would end up like this.

They'll probably let her live a good life on the estate.

"These are minor matters, don't go too far," Shu Chengfeng said.

"Okay." Yan Nangui nuzzled his cheek, acting all clingy and affectionate.

"Tsk, aren't you hot?" Shu Chengfeng pulled her.

"I have to endure the heat, what if His Majesty stops liking me?" Yan Nangui said, feigning innocence again.

Shu Chengfeng rolled his eyes at her and just smiled.

Yan Nangui clearly understood that Shu Chengfeng's visits yesterday and today were the same: to maintain order.

Although he fined her a year's salary, she had spent the night here before the fine.

This is a clear message to the harem: punishment is punishment, but it's part of the rules. His Majesty also cares about the rules.

Being punished does not mean falling out of favor.

This was also to inform the Empress Dowager and the Empress that the punishment ended here.

Therefore, the Empress could only follow suit and ask her to copy scriptures.

The Empress Dowager simply gave her a scolding and that was it.

I've come again today, and it's still the same thing.

So whether it was for the sake of harem balance or for some other reason, Yan Nangui felt his favoritism.

For Yan Nangui, these years with the Crown Prince were indeed the best of his life.

Both her maternal family and the Meng family had been unfortunate.

Therefore, one should be grateful for any kindness shown to them.

But while I appreciate the gesture, I'll still get angry about things that happen in bed.

His Majesty has been bitten again.

However, His Majesty didn't care about that after he had eaten his fill.

The next day, after paying his respects, Yan Nangui handed over the Buddhist scriptures.

The Empress glanced at it a few times, somewhat surprised; it was the first time she had seen the phrase "wild geese returning south" written in this style. It looked like it was written by a man.

However, His Majesty's handwriting is not like this; this is even more sharp and forceful than His Majesty's.