"Don't worry, I'll figure out a way to help Sang Jiang. How are things between you and Prince Tianyi? Why haven't I seen him come to see you lately?"
Sang Rui frowned slightly: "I don't know either. He keeps saying he's busy and doesn't have time lately."
The First Madam sensed something was wrong, and she tightened her grip on Sang Rui's hand: "You should visit him more often recently, and you must win his heart."
Sang Rui nodded: "My daughter knows."
"Hmm." The First Madam nodded, a hint of calculation flashing in her eyes.
...
Jinghe Palace.
Sang Ruo saw a figure flash past the window and immediately threw down her purse and chased after it, only to find nothing when she got outside.
She rubbed her slightly red and swollen eyes and gave a self-deprecating laugh.
She's probably possessed.
Since Consort Xian knew about their relationship, how could she easily allow them to meet?
On the rooftop, Nian Shihua greedily watched Sang Ruo rush out, but when he saw her red and swollen eyes, he couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache and a surge of anger.
Is this how he treats himself when he's not around?
However, he now has no right or ability to care about him anymore.
He watched her until she went back and closed the window before flying away.
Consort Xian seems to be in a particularly good mood these past few days, which is why he had the opportunity to come out from there. After finishing his business, he thought about seeing her. He doesn't know how long it will be before he can come out again after returning this time.
Meanwhile, at the Prime Minister's residence.
After separating from the mother and daughter, Sang Hongfu immediately asked the housekeeper to summon Sang Yun.
Sang Yun nodded to Sang Hongfu: "Father, don't worry, leave this to me. I'll set off for Yancheng right now and I'll definitely bring Fourth Sister back."
Sang Hongfu's expression softened slightly upon seeing Sang Yun.
He still thought highly of Sang Yun, who was not only the only male in the Sang family but also currently under Long Jingyu's command.
Hearing his son's words, he nodded and waved to him: "Go on, and take good care of yourself on the way."
“Son understands.” Sang Yun nodded.
Seeing her father look ten years older all of a sudden, Sang Yun couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
He knew about what his mother and sister Sang Rui had done, and he disliked it intensely, but after all, they were his mother and sister...
He sighed softly and turned to leave.
He hurriedly packed his things, went to the palace to say goodbye to Sang Ruo, and assigned her a few subordinates before leaving with peace of mind.
It's only just past lunchtime. If he hurrys on his way now, he can still rest on the outskirts of Yancheng that evening.
He set off immediately after leaving the palace.
Yancheng border.
Sang Yun had just stopped his horse to go to the inn to rest when he saw a woman in white sitting on a bridge railing, her face covered in tears.
Always a man of justice, he couldn't help but walk over and pull her back through her sleeve.
"What are you doing, young lady? What happened that would make you want to take your own life to resolve this?"
When Yang Liu heard the voice and turned around, she was slightly taken aback when she saw Sang Yun. She felt like she had seen those eyes somewhere before.
She laughed self-deprecatingly; "With my frail appearance, it's rare that anyone still cares."
Sang Yun was also taken aback when he saw Yang Liu. Her face was so clean, so clean that he couldn't help but want to protect her.
"Miss, would you please come down first before we talk?"
Yang Liu lowered her eyes to hide the calculation in them, and sniffed, "Why bother with trouble, young master? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble with someone you can't afford to mess with?"
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