Xu Lingqing, sitting in the carriage, moved her numb arm and slowly propped herself up to sit up, gritting her teeth to suppress her sobs.
He hurriedly put on his clothes, leaned against the carriage to rest for a moment, and forced himself to calm down.
At this moment, she was filled with remorse. She had allowed Zhao Zhiyan to hand over his military power, which had made it impossible for her to move an inch and even protect herself.
"Song Yue!" Xu Lingqing's eyes flashed with overwhelming hatred, her fingers clenched tightly, and blood seeped from them.
She closed her eyes.
Looking outside the carriage, I realized it was right outside the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
Xu Lingqing's pupils contracted, her mind racing. After a moment's hesitation, she personally drove the carriage to the Princess's residence and went around to the back gate.
At this moment, she had nothing of value on her body, so she could only wait for a familiar maid to come out.
Fortunately, she was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of Princess Liang Ying's personal maid going out.
"Changxi!" she called out.
Changxi turned around and was extremely surprised when she saw who it was: "Eighth...Eighth Princess Consort?"
“It’s me. Go quickly and tell the princess that I’m waiting here.”
Seeing this, Changxi dared not linger any longer and ran back as fast as he could.
When Princess Liang Ying heard that Xu Lingqing was at the back door, she was so frightened that she almost lost her soul: "What's going on with the Crown Princess? How did she let someone out?"
"Princess, the person is right outside, what should we do?"
Princess Liang Ying thought for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Go, go. What are you afraid of?"
Upon reaching the back gate, Princess Liang Ying indeed saw Xu Lingqing, who was completely covered up in the carriage. Xu Lingqing endured the discomfort in her lower body and stared at the other party with a resentful gaze.
"You, how could you..."
"Princess, I know it was the Crown Princess who threatened you, I don't blame you." Xu Lingqing forced a smile.
Princess Liang Ying breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and looked guilty: "I was indeed forced into this situation, please don't blame me. By the way, how did you get back?"
"After so many years away, you must have some tricks up your sleeve." Xu Lingqing gently lifted the pretense she didn't want to talk about, and said, "I've been away for five days, and there are some things I need to explain to the Prince."
"The Eighth Prince has already visited the Princess's residence."
Xu Lingqing said, "Then please come with me to Qinzhou, Princess, and tell her that you have found me there."
She certainly can't just go back to the Eighth Prince's mansion in her condition. A trip to Qinzhou would be better, as there are shops there, and the round trip would be just enough time for her to recuperate.
“We can’t afford to offend the Crown Princess now, so I can only avoid her.” Xu Lingqing stared at Princess Liang Ying with a half-smile: “Princess, we’re in the same boat. We can’t just ignore this matter, can we?”
Seeing that she was alone, Princess Liang Ying lowered her guard, nodded reluctantly, and took several maids and guards with her in a carriage to Qinzhou.
When the news reached Song Yue's ears, she simply smiled dismissively.
"Your Highness, I don't quite understand why the Eighth Prince's Consort wants to go to Qinzhou. Wouldn't it be better to return to the Eighth Prince's residence?" Yun Dong asked.
Song Yue said, "She's covered in injuries. Anyone who's been through this can tell what happened at a glance. Besides, she needs a legitimate reason to go back."
Such people care too much about fame and fortune and are unwilling to risk their lives.
"Keep an eye on it."
"yes."
...
Eighth Prince's Mansion
For several days in a row, there was no news of Xu Lingqing. Zhao Zhiyan was already extremely busy, but Consort Rou kept nagging him: "She is a peasant girl who is already very lucky to become the Eighth Prince's wife. How dare she just leave like that?"
At this moment, someone from the palace came to announce that Consort Rou had come to see him.
Consort Rou immediately shut her mouth and looked anxiously at Zhao Zhiyan: "Yan'er, I'm not going. You must quickly find a way to get rid of these people."
Zhao Zhiyan frowned.
At the same time, a guard walked in mysteriously and whispered a few words in Zhao Zhiyan's ear, causing Zhao Zhiyan's expression to change drastically.
"Yan'er?" Consort Rou looked at her son, puzzled, and asked reproachfully, "Why hasn't the matter with the Empress Dowager been resolved yet?"
Zhao Zhiyan's eyes were practically spitting fire. It turned out that Consort Rou had indeed bribed the guards at the imperial mausoleum, changed her name to Achan, and lived with a family in Wangyun Village for five years.
Not only that, but it was also discovered that Consort Rou was not well-behaved while guarding the imperial tomb. She was entangled with several guards and was caught hugging and embracing someone inside the imperial tomb.
However, Consort Rou remained completely unperturbed, constantly bringing up her son, and had the eyewitness beaten to death.
Zhao Zhiyan looked at his frail, weeping mother in disbelief.
Is this still his mother?
Having lived in the imperial mausoleum for so many years, he not only did not suffer any hardship, but instead bullied others and acted recklessly!
"Yan'er, why are you looking at me like that?" Consort Rou touched her cheek, thinking there was something dirty on her face.
Zhao Zhiyan waved everyone away, his gaze fixed on Consort Rou: "Has Mother ever been to Wangyun Village?"
Upon hearing the words "Wangyun Village," Consort Rou's expression changed drastically. She looked away guiltily, then straightened her back and said, "What Wangyun Village? I've never heard of it."
After saying that, he rubbed his head and said, "I remember now. I overheard the old palace maids chatting and they said that this village is very poor and that they have made a living by farming for generations."
Where is Li Dazhu?
The name Li Dazhu made Consort Rou tremble slightly. She looked at Zhao Zhiyan nervously and asked, "Why, why did you suddenly bring this up?"
Zhao Zhiyan knew from his mother's expression that it was true. He closed his eyes and said, "Mother, there are no outsiders here. Just tell me the truth."
Upon hearing this, Consort Rou became furious and said, "So what if it is? I was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight when I was sent to the Imperial Mausoleum to suffer. The Imperial Mausoleum is so dull and boring, am I supposed to suffocate to death? Yan'er, why can't you understand your mother's difficulties?"
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
