Chapter 122 Moral Blackmail



“Your Highness, I know you are worried about your mother, but don’t lose your composure and be used by others.” Song Yue explained calmly, “I haven’t seen the Princess Consort of Zhennan for three years. Why would I kidnap someone at this time?”

Pei Zhao thought about it again and felt deflated.

"The maidservants around Mother don't lie. Mother only went to the Duke of Jingguo's mansion the day before because she received a letter from the Grand Madam of the Duke of Jingguo. Moreover, the Duke of Jingguo's mansion also sent Song Mao to the estate that day, and Aunt Fan's body was sent to the Fan family."

Xu Qing'er appeared from behind: "Actually, we only need to ask the Grand Madam to find out the clues."

Pei Zhao's body suddenly tensed, and he nodded in agreement: "That's true."

Looking at Xu Qing'er, Song Yue frowned: "Since my father passed away, my grandmother's health has deteriorated, and she rarely sees anyone."

"It's just asking a few questions, it's not like there's any fighting or killing, it won't frighten the old man," Xu Qing'er insisted.

If she helps Pei Zhao find the Princess of Zhennan one step ahead, her position in Pei Zhao's heart will definitely be extraordinary in the future.

"Third Miss, if you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place..." Xu Qing'er said smugly, convinced that she was on the right track.

Song Yue smiled gently: "What if I've already asked and haven't received a reply yet?"

"You'll only know if you try. Your obstruction shows you're guilty!" Xu Qing'er raised her voice unintentionally.

This attracted passersby to frequently look in their direction.

Song Yue chuckled: "I'm just a junior. The Duke of Jingguo's mansion isn't run by me alone. If Madam Xu wants to investigate, she should talk to my mother and second aunt. Why bother me with this?"

Xu Qing'er's expression changed slightly.

She privately approached Empress Dowager Xu, and as soon as she mentioned the name Princess Jiahua, Empress Dowager Xu warned her: "Don't cause me any trouble, or I won't be able to protect you."

Even if she had a hundred lives, she wouldn't dare to ask Princess Jia Hua directly.

As for Tao, she couldn't even see her shadow.

"As long as you agree..."

"Why should I agree? Do you think you can just search and look at the Duke of Jing's mansion as you please?" Song Yue rebuked, her tone arrogant. "If Madam Xu wants to interfere with Grandmother, she should be prepared to be punished for her mistakes. I have no connection with you, so why should I help an outsider like you?"

Xu Qing'er's face flushed red. Song Yue didn't buy into what she said at all, which made Xu Qing'er so angry that her eyes reddened.

"What a spoilsport that ruined our celebration!" Song Yue clicked her tongue.

Xu Qing'er was so frightened that she quickly wiped away her tears and didn't even dare to cry anymore, afraid that someone would see her. Pei Zhao glanced at Xu Qing'er and said, "You should step back and tidy yourself up before coming back up."

His displeasure was already evident in his words.

Xu Qing'er clutched her handkerchief tightly, and had no choice but to retreat.

Song Yue looked at Pei Zhao: "Today is a celebration banquet. If you know what's good for you, Your Highness, please say something that will spoil the mood and tarnish the already tarnished reputation of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion!"

Having said that, without caring how unpleasant Pei Zhao's expression was, she got up and walked outside.

The air was polluted, and she wanted to go out for some fresh air. As she crossed the threshold, a young palace maid blocked her way: "Third Miss, my mistress invites you to the back garden."

Song Yue raised an eyebrow: "Who is your master?"

Princess Lian'an.

Song Yue felt even more choked up and refused without thinking: "Go tell your master that I don't have time to talk to her."

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