Looking back on the past, it was truly an unbearable and painful time.

Back then, Mo Weixin thought he was young and didn't remember anything, so he did a lot of harm to him!

This woman would do anything just to marry his uncle.

Xiahou Le knew much more about Mo Weixin than Xiahou Chongyuan.

Over the years, she had been pretending to be Xiahou Chongyuan's sweetheart behind his back, which had scared away many noble ladies in the capital.

There were also some brave ones who wanted to compete with the princess for men, but they were all forced back by her means.

It was because Mo Weixin was such a resourceful woman that he had never liked her. And now that he saw Xiahou Chongyuan was determined to protect Song Qingxue, it was naturally impossible for him to help Marquis Anding.

"You! You all!" His crazy and foolish answer irritated Madam Hou to death. She pointed at them one by one with her trembling right hand, "You all favor her? Good! You all favor her!"

The Marquis's wife's eyes were filled with despair, but she could do nothing but collapse to the ground and cry.

She cried about her miserable life and that her daughter's life was worthless.

However, all the civil and military officials were present in the mansion at that moment, and Marquis Anding felt ashamed when he saw her unruly appearance, so he quickly asked someone to take her back to the house.

Marquis Anding did not intend to kill Song Qingxue, but he was unwilling to let her go just like that.

After the marquis's wife was taken away, Marquis Anding spoke with a serious expression.

"Empress Dowager, Your Majesty, today is the day Wei Xin is buried. I don't want to make things like this. Otherwise, let's ask someone to take Miss Song to the guest room to let the doctor take a look at her injuries. We can talk about other things after Wei Xin is buried."

Marquis Anding's tone was filled with sorrow and heartbreak, and coupled with his expression, he looked like an old father with a vicissitudes of life.

General Song was not a man who would beat around the bush, so he said, "Qingxue was injured by someone from your mansion. If she had been left in your palace, she would have been chopped into pieces!"

At this time, Xiahou Chun suddenly spoke up: "General Song, what you said is right. The Marquis has always been kind and generous. I believe he would not treat Miss Song like this. Moreover, I saw that Miss Song had lost so much blood and her face was horrifyingly pale. If you continue to argue, I am afraid that she will die before anyone can do anything."

Xiahou Chun walked to the middle of the group and said to the Queen Mother sincerely, "Mother, let's have someone take Miss Song to the wing room first. If her injury is not treated, I'm afraid she will really be in danger of death."

The Queen Mother heard this and looked at the pale Song Qingxue. She felt extremely distressed for a moment and said, "Qingfeng, hold Qingxue and follow me back to the palace."

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Chun and Marquis Anding were both stunned.

But soon, Xiahou Chun reacted and said quickly: "Mother, the journey back to the palace is a little long, but Miss Song's injury cannot be delayed!"

"There's no need for you and the king to worry about this." The Queen Mother withdrew her gaze, turned around, and said, "Qingfeng, let's go."

After hearing this, Song Qingfeng quickly picked up Song Qingxue and carried her horizontally. He looked at Xiahou Chun meaningfully and left with the Queen Mother.

As they left, everyone's eyes were on them, but no one dared to stop them.

Only when the Queen Mother walked out of the mansion gate and got on the carriage in one breath did Song Qingfeng breathe a sigh of relief.

But seeing his little sister in his arms so weak, he became very worried.

What Xiahou Jun said just now was absolutely right. The distance from the Marquis' Mansion to the Imperial Palace is so far, and Song Qingxue's injury cannot be delayed!

"Aunt." Song Qingfeng looked at the empress dowager, her face full of worry.

"Don't worry." After the Queen Mother said this, she lifted the curtain and asked Caiyun to call the imperial physician who was waiting in the car behind.

When he saw the imperial physician, Song Qingfeng was stunned for a moment and had many doubts in his mind, but he still let the imperial physician treat Song Qingxue's wound first.

The imperial physician simply gave her some medicine and said, "It's not a serious injury. You're fine. Just change the medicine on time and take good care of yourself."

After the examination, the imperial physician quickly got out of the car.

Afterwards, Caiyun, who was standing outside the carriage, sat on the board outside and asked the coachman to drive the horses and set off.

The carriage swayed back and forth, making Song Qingxue feel a little dizzy.

She leaned towards the corner of the car, then pressed against the wall and closed her eyes.

The Queen Mother approached her, pulled her into her arms, and allowed her to sleep more comfortably leaning against her.

Song Qingxue sat opposite the two of them and watched them. Then she spoke softly, "Aunt, why did you bring the imperial physician with you?"

The Queen Mother said, "This is Chongyuan's intention."

"Regent?" Song Qingfeng couldn't believe it.

"Yes." The Queen Mother nodded. "The reason I came to the Marquis' Mansion today is because Chongyuan informed me in advance. He must be afraid that he can't protect Qingxue."

After all, Mo Weixin died in the Regent's Palace, and now he has disabled legs. If Marquis Anding intends to use force, he may not be able to save her alone.

Hearing this, Song Qingxue quickly raised her head and looked at the Queen Mother.

"Aunt." Song Qingxue tried her best to relax her brows that were furrowed due to the pain, and asked, "You said it was the prince who notified you?"

"Yes." The Queen Mother leaned against the carriage and said softly, "Chongyuan actually cares about you a lot. I have known him for more than ten years, and I have never seen him care so much about anyone."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingxue just slowly lowered her eyelids.

After a long silence, he said, "But he didn't believe me and lied to me. I don't know what he was thinking."

"Lie to you?" Now it was the Queen Mother's turn to be surprised. She knew Xiahou Chongyuan very well and knew that he would never lie to someone close to him.

Song Qingxue said: "On the second day after the divorce, he went to the General's Mansion, but he left halfway saying that he had something to do. He also told me that he would come back to see me after he had sorted out the matter. But after he left that day, he never went to the General's Mansion again."

"That's why." The Queen Mother smiled and lowered her eyes, then raised her hand and gently patted her back. "Since the day after you divorced him, he has been entangled by the men under the Marquis of Anding and has been unable to get away."

"What?" She had never heard of this.

Thinking of this, the Queen Mother's face changed and she said angrily, "That Marquis of Anding is really ridiculous! Princess Changle is dead, and he actually wants Chongyuan to give her a title!"

"Give her a name?" Song Qingxue was so shocked that her voice became a little louder.

She didn't understand, but was shocked.

Are all the dignitaries of this era so good at having fun?

Asking Xiahou Chongyuan to give Mo Weixin a legitimate status, wouldn't that be like asking him to marry a dead person? !

He really dares to think so!

"Yes, Chongyuan would never agree to such an absurd thing, but he actually sends people to the Regent Palace every day!" At this point, the usually elegant and easy-going Queen Mother couldn't help but grit her teeth, "Humph! This Marquis Anding had bad intentions even when the late Emperor was still alive. I didn't expect that now that he's old, he would even do such absurd things!"

This is indeed absurd, but... Song Qingxue said: "He just wanted to help the princess fulfill her last wish."

As an old father, it is not completely incomprehensible that he would do some absurd things in order to fulfill his daughter's last wish.

The Queen Mother snorted coldly, "He is not doing this for Changle, he is doing this for himself!"