Looking at the woman lying on the ground, her face ashen and her eyes devoid of any desire to struggle, it was clear that in the past three years, all her spirit had been worn away.
She achieved her goal.
Princess Jiahua glanced at the maid beside her: "Send the person to the Fan family afterwards."
"yes."
As she was leaving, Princess Jiahua saw Song Mao still being held down, looking at her expectantly. A mocking smile appeared on her lips: "Xiu Shu."
Xiu Shu stepped forward.
"Give him medicine, send him to the estate to be cared for, and make sure he doesn't die." She also wanted Song Mao to experience what it was like to be half-mad and half-foolish.
Xiu Shu understood, took out a bottle of medicine from her bosom, pinched Song Mao's chin, and poured all the medicine down his throat. Song Mao struggled, but Xiu Shu pressed his pressure points, forcing him to swallow. He looked at Princess Jia Hua in terror: "Mother..."
"If you are still alive thirteen years from now, I will forgive your past actions and grant you the title of a young master."
"As for anything else, there's no need to indulge in wishful thinking."
After saying that, he waved his hand and ordered someone to take Song Mao away.
After dealing with the two, Princess Jiahua's anger only intensified. She narrowed her eyes, looked at Ninghui Hall, and walked towards it step by step.
I haven't set foot here for three years. Ninghui Hall is just as it was before, only the courtyard is much quieter.
The old woman in the corridor was leaning against the wall, half asleep, when she suddenly raised her head and glanced around casually. When she saw who it was, she was so frightened that she lost her soul and knelt on the ground: "This old servant greets the princess."
Princess Jia Hua steadied herself and asked, "What has the Grand Madam been doing these days?"
"Your Highness, the Grand Madam spends her days chanting sutras and praying for blessings, and copying scriptures. She only comes out of the courtyard occasionally to get some fresh air."
Having been the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Grand Madam for several years, she didn't think the Grand Madam would be so docile.
As soon as she opened the door, the aroma of sandalwood filled the room, and the swirling smoke made it difficult to see inside. Xiu Shu quickly opened all the doors and windows.
In an instant, the room became much brighter.
The sound of striking the wooden fish stopped.
The Dowager slowly turned her head, and when she saw Princess Jia Hua again, her eyes narrowed slightly: "Why are you here?"
Princess Jia Hua glanced at the scriptures on the table and smiled faintly: "Naturally, I've come to visit the Grand Madam."
The Dowager slowly propped herself up and came to Princess Jiahua: "Kaifeng is already dead, and Maoge'er and Aunt Fan's fate won't be any better. Aunt Yuan and Yao'er are also no longer alive. When will you stop committing these sins?"
Princess Jia Hua wasn't angry; she just smiled and remained silent.
"Jiahua! You should at least do good deeds for the sake of your descendants..."
"Bang!" Princess Jia Hua slammed her hand on the table and stood up, her face darkening. "The Grand Madam chants scriptures and prays for blessings every day, accumulating merit and doing good deeds, but what kind of end result has her descendants suffered?"
The old lady's breathing became rapid.
"Embroider the letter and prepare paper, brush, and ink for the Dowager."
Xiu Shu brought out paper, brush, and ink and placed them on the table.
The Dowager looked at Princess Jiahua with a puzzled expression.
Write a letter to Tan Yuyan.
Tan Yuyan was the maiden name of the Princess of Zhennan.
The old lady's pupils contracted, and she looked away: "So much time has passed, and the children have all grown up and started their own families. Let's not be so pushy and just let it go."
"Forget it?" Princess Jiahua scoffed. "The Grand Madam knows my magnanimity. If you don't write this letter, I'll just have the descendants of the Fan family come to keep you company every day."
The Dowager Lady also believed that Princess Jiahua was a madwoman, capable of anything, and that Princess Jiahua must have heard some rumors again.
If they don't vent their anger, the Fan family will definitely suffer.
No one in Kyoto dared to do anything to Princess Jia Hua anymore.
After a moment's hesitation, the Dowager Lady wrote a letter according to Princess Jiahua's wishes. Princess Jiahua took it, glanced at it, nodded with satisfaction, and slowly stood up: "Considering that the children are about to get married, I will not hold it against you. Dowager Lady, you must live to be a hundred years old."
The reason they didn't kill the old lady was simply because they didn't want the children to waste any more time.
Princess Jiahua took the letter and walked away, not forgetting to give a stern order: "Someone, bring the eldest granddaughter of the Fan family here, to keep the Grand Madam company and have a chat when she has nothing to do."
The old lady's fingertips trembled with anger.
This is clearly a threat against the eldest daughter of the Fan family. If the Grand Madam dares to cause trouble at this critical juncture, the eldest daughter of the Fan family will be buried with her!
"What a tragedy!"
…
The midday sun was just right
Laughter and cheerful voices echoed from the Prince of Zhennan's mansion.
Two-year-old Tiger held a kite high in his hand, grinning from ear to ear, with a group of maids following behind him, afraid that he would drop it.
Princess Zhennan stared at Tiger with delight, unable to get enough of looking at him.
Beside her, a maid was holding the hand of a little girl who looked about a year old, her big eyes staring at the Princess of Zhennan.
She beckoned to the little girl: "Come here."
The little girl opened her mouth, revealing a few tiny teeth the size of grains of rice, and stumbled toward the Princess of Zhennan, calling out indistinctly, "Grandmother."
The girl's biological mother is Xu Qing'er.
The position of secondary wife vacated after Song Yao's death was given to Xu Qing'er by Empress Dowager Xu the following year, when Xu Qing'er was pregnant.
"Has the Second Madam not returned yet?"
The maid shook her head.
Xu Qing'er would enter the palace every now and then to accompany Empress Dowager Xu.
Princess Zhennan was displeased but didn't say much. Looking at her grandchildren, she smiled broadly.
"Your Highness." A trusted maid suddenly came to the Princess of Zhennan's side and handed her a letter. The Princess of Zhennan frowned as she looked at the handwriting on the envelope and handed the little girl to the maid.
After opening the letter and reading its contents, Princess Zhennan's expression changed slightly. She beckoned to her maid and whispered a few words of advice, which the maid nodded in agreement.
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