Xie Liwei sat down beside her, took the fan from her hand, turned the handle, and Song Yaozhu arranged the bamboo threads, and the fan surface was quickly completed.

"I was thinking that the Xie family academy in the capital city could not compare with the one in Chenliu. So I discussed it with my father and the elders and decided to rename Nanshan Academy as 'Shangbei Academy'. The academy is divided into an inner and outer academy. The inner academy has strict requirements, and only students who pass the exam can enter. As for the outer academy, we have a price list. As long as you can afford the money, you can enter."

Song Yaozhu nodded. "That's a good idea. We can earn a lot of money!"

“If you use the money you earn to do charity, no one will criticize you,” Song Yaozhu replied.

Xie Liwei smiled at her, "That's good, this way the academy can quickly establish itself in the capital."

As they talked, their hands continued working, and soon they had wrapped a fan surface. Song Yaozhu then took out another one, and Xie Liwei moved his slightly sore hands, puzzled: "Why are you doing so many?"

Song Yaozhu counted the fan frames that hadn't been wrapped yet, "My sister-in-law's, my second grandmother's, my cousin's... Shen Qingyu's, Yongle's."

"How come even Yongle's is included?" Xie Liwei asked incredulously, then said unhappily, "I won't help with hers!"

Song Yaozhu chuckled and said, "It's just something to do to pass the time. What else would we do tonight?"

Granny Qin muttered from the side, "Ordinary couples make babies at night, but the prince and princess are so noble, they make fans!"

The couple, who had been inexplicably mocked, were speechless.

Song Yaozhu glanced at Xie Liwei and came to his rescue, saying, "Granny, the prince's injuries haven't healed yet!"

Then Granny Qin remembered and said, "Then why don't you take the initiative! It's not like the Prince can't be on the bottom!"

"......"

This is getting more and more absurd!

Song Yaozhu had absolutely no desire to discuss bedroom matters with Granny Qin, so she hurriedly packed her things and said to Xie Liwei, "Turn off the lights! Turn off the lights! I'm sleepy!"

Granny Qin felt utterly helpless. She knew that as an old servant, she shouldn't speak about her master's affairs. But the prince had no elders above him, and Master Xie would certainly not concern himself with matters in the prince's courtyard, so she, as his wet nurse, had no choice but to speak up!

The prince's injury has made her even more anxious. The prince cannot be without an heir!

The thought of the old prince and princess knowing in the afterlife that she had no descendants left her was unbearable. She didn't know how she would face them after she died!

With a sigh, Granny Qin went out and saw her son squatting outside the side gate, looking worried. She quickly asked, "Is there something urgent?"

"The prince asked me to tell the princess today that he was bullied by young master Xie. I've been waiting here until now but haven't been able to see the princess. Will the prince scold me tomorrow?"

Granny Qin glanced sideways at her good-for-nothing son, thinking that he was loyal enough but incompetent!

Of course, the princess should tell the princess about this as soon as she returns to the palace! Telling her now would seem too deliberate!

On second thought, now that their prince has such thoughts, wouldn't that make things easier?

With her prince's good looks (questionable), his imposing physique (questionable), his clever mind (emotional intelligence uncertain), and his capable servants (it would be better if they didn't exist), she would surely win over the princess soon!

Granny Qin clenched her right fist and slapped it against her left palm, secretly cheering on her master!

The young prince might already be in line to be reincarnated!

The next day, Song Yaozhu sent Caijin out to scout out the situation. So many people saw it at the Jokhang Temple yesterday, and no one was asked to keep quiet. Even if those ladies dealt with it afterward, with so many people around, it's easy for anyone to say something was leaked.

In addition, she deliberately cursed a few words at the entrance of the Song residence yesterday, so some busybodies must have already spread the word.

"Everyone outside is saying that the Princess Consort is really pitiful. She suffered in the first half of her life, and after returning home, she had to marry in place of her younger sister. Now she's even being bullied by her sister!" Caijin felt indignant when she heard these words. But when she thought about what her own Princess Consort had done, she couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

"I believe that soon an imperial censor will impeach Lord Song!"

As predicted, within two days, Song Chengzhang, a minor official of the fifth rank, had been impeached and suspended from his post. Song Chengzhang was furious and ashamed, and resented Lin for not befriending the child properly.

Lin Shi found it even more unacceptable that the child she had cherished and raised would treat her this way, and resentment arose within her. Therefore, when the nanny told her that Song Wenyue had delivered the letter, she hadn't even read it.

Song Wenyue's life in the palace was not easy. Apart from her personal maid, none of the others who served her were her people. Even though she had precognitive dreams, they were still just dreams. She had never actually experienced those things and naturally did not understand the methods of managing subordinates. Therefore, it was not uncommon for her to be bullied by the palace maids.

Fortunately, she was ruthless. After "serving tea" to several palace maids, they became more obedient.

She harbored resentment towards the Imperial Concubine; if it weren't for her, she would have married Prince Yong! But the palace was a treacherous place, and she could only temporarily rely on the Imperial Concubine.

"Your Highness, it's been several days since we sent the letter back to the manor, and the First Madam still hasn't replied. Is she no longer willing to care about us?" the maid asked worriedly. Before coming to this palace, all the servants in the manor envied her, thinking she was destined for greatness. But after arriving, she realized this was a place that devoured people.

In just over two weeks, they had already experienced being framed, poisoned, and plotted against. Every day they lived cautiously and in fear.

Even a maid like her is going to suffer from neurasthenia!

"Mother cannot abandon me. Go and find out if that vile woman Song Yaozhu has done something again!"

She suffered a lot in the palace, and her intuition told her it was all thanks to Song Yaozhu. But how did she manage to extend her reach into the inner palace?

"You stay up all night to finish making the dance costume. I'm going to practice my dance now." In this harem, besides currying favor with Consort Gao, the only person she could rely on was the Emperor.

But the Emperor's attitude towards her was clear: he was neither interested in her nor willing to give her up. During their time together, she heard this man call her "Wanqing" more than once.

What a devoted and righteous emperor! On one hand, he mourns his deceased wife, and on the other hand, he has three thousand beauties in his harem. Disgusting!

Only by pleasing him and gaining his favor can she climb the social ladder.

Song Wenyue was well aware of her advantage: she resembled Song Yaozhu in certain aspects, which meant she resembled the late Empress Xie Wanqing in some ways. Only by portraying this resemblance could she gain favor.

Having heard that Xie Wanqing had won the Emperor's favor with her "Dance of the Dragon and the Clouds," she decided to recreate that dance!

She will show Song Yaozhu with her strength that even if she plots against her and becomes the emperor's concubine, she will still trample her underfoot!

She is a woman destined for greatness; she will surely ascend to the throne as Empress.

That position has remained vacant until now, just to wait for her!