Song Kaifeng was speechless.
He wanted to, but the Fifth Prince was a scoundrel who would draw his sword at the slightest provocation, showing no respect whatsoever.
“You’re his cousin, so it’s natural for you to tell him what to do!” Song Kaifeng said matter-of-factly.
Princess Jia Hua still scoffed, "I can't persuade you. I don't have that kind of ability."
"What did you say?" Song Kaifeng thought he had misheard. He raised his hand and grabbed Princess Jiahua's neck, gradually tightening his grip. His eyes were wide open. "Jiahua, I'm not discussing this with you. Don't force me!"
Princess Jia Hua laughed indifferently: "Still so forgetful, Song Kaifeng, when I die, your entire clan will be buried with me!"
"Kaifeng!" The old lady hurriedly called out to Song Kaifeng.
Song Kaifeng then released his grip.
Princess Jia Hua glanced at the Grand Madam: "It is a blessing for the Grand Madam to copy scriptures for the Empress Dowager. The Grand Madam should accept it well..."
"Shut up!" Song Kaifeng had anticipated Princess Jia Hua's response and called out to those behind him, "Bring her in!"
Two servants held Song Hengchuan back as he entered the room.
Song Hengchuan's face turned pale and sweat beaded on his forehead. Princess Jiahua's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly stepped forward to examine him. When she touched his lower back, Song Hengchuan gasped.
Princess Jia Hua looked at her palm again and felt a sticky residue.
“Chuan’er is so young and doesn’t know any rules. He broke a vase. As his father, I’m giving him a small punishment as a warning. If it happens again, I will not let him off easily!” Song Kaifeng said angrily.
Princess Jiahua wished she could tear Song Kaifeng apart alive to vent her anger. Her fists were clenched so tightly they cracked. She was about to lash out when Song Hengchuan stopped her: "Mother, I'm not in pain."
A small pair of hands tightly gripped Princess Jiahua's hand. Princess Jiahua said nothing and carried the person away.
Before leaving, he heard Song Kaifeng say, "One should not refuse a gift from an elder. Boys are not so fussy. Do not spoil him."
Song Hengchuan nestled in Princess Jiahua's arms, choking back tears: "Mother, I didn't break the vase."
"I know."
"Mother, why... why did Father do this?" Song Hengchuan still couldn't believe that his father, who had always favored him, could suddenly become such a different person.
It's so unfamiliar.
“Brother Chuan, remember this: he is only your father in name only. He never gave birth to you. One day you will not have to care about him, understand?” Princess Jiahua advised in a low voice.
Song Hengchuan nodded cautiously, then suddenly asked, "Mother, will I... will I never see you again?"
Princess Jiahua paused, her vision blurred by a layer of fog, making it difficult to see where she had come from, and she almost lost her footing.
There will be a way.
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