Although the Pang family is among the prominent families, they are still far inferior to the top families.
The son is Jiang Shumiao's follower, and the wife was almost struck by lightning.
He doesn't dare to confront the Jiang family head-on now.
These old fogies, dealing with Wen Zhixuan is enough, why are you dragging that little ancestor into this?
Are you afraid that God might be too stupid to strike you down?
"Your Highness has misunderstood. Your humble servant will always remember the Princess's guidance, and the entire family respects and admires you."
I didn't intend to harm your daughter. If you're angry, don't take it out on me.
Driven by a strong will to survive, Pang Yi didn't care about the consequences of undermining his superior; after all, he couldn't afford to offend Jiang Shumiao.
Survival is the most important thing.
Xiao Yitang then looked at Song Weiqian, "Where is Lord Song?"
Song Weiqian immediately said, "Your Majesty, I think the Princess is right. The Princess is both a goddess and the Princess's daughter. Your Majesty governs the country with filial piety, so you cannot disregard the principles of human relations and filial piety and separate the Princess and the Princess."
Wen Zhixuan suddenly said, "Immortals do not interfere in human affairs. If the princess ascends to heaven, she will no longer be able to protect the Great Yan."
Ruan Rongping and others: "..."
The implication was that if they insisted on letting Jiang Shumiao ascend to immortality, they would be jeopardizing the fate of the Great Yan Kingdom.
That's too ruthless.
As expected, he was no mere child; once he turned over, he pounced like a tiger.
Zhang Yunjian, Cao Yinglin, Cheng Jing, and Zhao Shiyao all looked at Ruan Rongping.
What should we do now?
Ruan Rongping's gaze was deep and somber.
Xiao Yitang glanced at Wen Zhixuan.
Back then, Wen Zhixuan instigated Jiang Sixian to frame her, and later almost accidentally killed her son. She lost every confrontation.
Unexpectedly, the Jiang family has now joined forces with him.
Life is truly unpredictable.
Finally, Emperor Hongde made the final decision: "Alright, this matter ends here, and no one is allowed to mention it again."
He bent down and picked up Jiang Shumiao, smiling as he said, "Come on, Uncle will take you to get something to eat."
Jiang Shumiao immediately beamed with joy.
Before leaving, she said to Ruan Rongping, "Bad grandpa, your life is coming to an end. You can start preparing your coffin now."
Ruan Rongping's face darkened instantly.
Emperor Hongde's eyes flickered, and after walking a distance, he asked, "Miaomiao, what you just said was true?"
Jiang Shumiao nodded.
"That wicked grandpa is full of evil intentions; he'll get his comeuppance soon."
Emperor Hongde had a plan in mind, but he didn't show it on his face. "Our Miaomiao is the most powerful."
Jiang Shumiao puffed out her little frame proudly, "Of course."
Xiao Yitang smiled helplessly.
My dear daughter, we can be a little more modest.
But Jiang Shumiao had absolutely no idea how to write the word "humility".
The idea of ascension to immortality was nipped in the bud, much to the dismay of the court officials, who could only temporarily suppress it.
"That kid surnamed Wen is really lucky."
Ruan Rongping's gaze was gloomy, and his tone was ambiguous.
Zhao Shiyao, Cao Yinglin, and the others exchanged glances and remained silent.
They were all thinking about what Jiang Shumiao had just said.
In truth, they believed that Jiang Shumiao was indeed the reincarnation of a goddess, after all, her abilities were undeniable.
But since it hasn't ascended yet, it must have some concerns, or perhaps the time isn't right yet.
If we plan things out properly today.
Once the altar is built, she will be unable to ascend, all her faith will vanish, and she will suffer a backlash ten or a hundred times greater.
Why would a group of mortals dare to scheme against gods?
Ultimately, it all comes down to the same point.
When profit is the priority, life and death become insignificant.
Besides, they were holding a grand ceremony to worship the gods in the name of worship, which stemmed from their absolute reverence for the gods.
Mortals cannot distinguish between gods and demons.
Even if you mess it up in the end, it's just 'ignorance' at worst.
These powerful families, having stood at the pinnacle for so long, have become hundreds or thousands of times bolder than ordinary people.
However, they had to take what Jiang Shumiao had just said to heart.
Ruan Rongping is nearing the end of his life.
Every word she said before has come true.
Yao Chen was punished by heaven, and the Yao family was destroyed.
Mrs. Feng was almost struck by lightning.
Oh, and four years ago there was also Jiang Sixian, who was supposedly killed by a lightning strike.
With numerous precedents before them, they had no choice but to be wary.
Fortunately, their schemes, at least on the surface, were all in homage to the gods, so they were unlikely to be punished by heaven.
But if Ruan Rongping is really dying, then the position of Minister of the Imperial Secretariat...
They were all shrewd people; they had already thought things through countless times in their minds, but their faces remained expressionless.
Cheng Jing said in a low voice, "My lord, don't worry. Just because we couldn't kill him this time doesn't mean he'll be so lucky every time. Duke Jiang has already gone to Qiao County. For soldiers on the march, swords are silent, and it's common for something to happen."
Zhang Yunjian also said, "Princess Fule is a goddess, but her father is a mere mortal."
A ruthless glint flashed in Ruan Rongping's eyes.
If a little baby won't listen to reason, then he'll have to suffer the consequences.
**
Wen Zhixuan left the palace and returned to his residence. Upon hearing the news, Shen Qinghe immediately went out to greet him.
"Zhixuan."
Wen Zhixuan spent the night in the prison, but he wasn't mistreated. However, the prison was very damp, so he took a bath and changed his clothes.
"It's nothing."
Seeing that his expression was normal, Shen Qinghe breathed a slight sigh of relief. Then, remembering something, she held her lower abdomen and whispered, "Zhixuan, I'm pregnant."
Wen Zhixuan paused, his gaze unconsciously falling on her lower abdomen, and said the exact same words as back then.
"This child cannot be kept."
Shen Qinghe's joy vanished inch by inch, her eyes filled with disbelief and deep resentment.
"Why?"
Her fingers tightened slightly as she tried to control her emotions, but her voice still trembled. "Back then, I had to observe mourning, and you made me abort Yi Cheng. I went to great lengths, even at the cost of separation from my child, enduring three years of hardship before finally achieving a happy ending. Now that we are husband and wife in the right, why can't I keep him?"
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