Such a heartless father, who disregards the bond between father and son for the sake of his own reputation, should have died sooner.
"How will Your Majesty deal with Qin Yuedie?" she asked, fiddling with her fingers.
The young eunuch replied respectfully, "Exiled to Anyang."
"Ha." Consort Xian sneered, "How truly heartless! The Empress's son died in battle, and her only daughter was exiled to Anyang. Isn't this driving the Empress mad?"
The young eunuch was quite bold. He lowered his head and replied, "Grand Commandant Song did not plead for the Princess, and the Empress did not take any action either."
Consort Xian scoffed, "There's no smoke without fire. Just wait and see."
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East Street, a separate courtyard.
In the elegant courtyard, the four people who had migrated south sat in pairs around carved pear wood tables.
Her gaze darted back and forth between the couple opposite her.
"He Yang? It's you. What a small world." Nan Qianyue smiled as she looked at the fair-skinned, handsome scholar opposite her.
The young lady sitting next to him smiled and asked, "Miss Nan, have you met A-Yang?"
Nan Qianyue nodded, "I met him once at Lanyue Tower."
The man called He Yang clasped his hands in greeting and said humbly, "The Poet Immortal has a good memory."
Nan Qianyue rested her chin on her hands and asked with great interest, "How did you two meet? How did you fall in love with each other? What do you like about each other?"
Miss Lu lowered her head shyly, her cheeks flushed.
He Yang also looked away awkwardly, his hands pressed against his knees.
Qin Yi, who had been silent all along, grabbed Nan Qianyue's hand and squeezed it. "Let's get down to business."
The moon, which had moved south, nodded in agreement and stopped teasing him.
She cleared her throat and said, “Miss Lu should know the Duke and Duchess’s character. They are not people who pursue fame and fortune. Whether choosing a son-in-law or daughter-in-law, they will prioritize character. As for family matters, they only consider family relationships and do not consider status or poverty.”
"So what's blocking your way is just this imperial edict."
He Yang looked at Nan Qianyue with gratitude.
The poet Li Bai was acknowledging his character.
"But how can an imperial edict be invalidated?" Miss Lu asked with a worried expression.
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