He was defending in an offensive posture, like a wounded hunting dog, not daring to show any weakness, because if he was not careful, he would be torn to shreds by the beast!
"Ling'er, you have crossed the line."
Empress Dowager Rong was not affected at all. Without the palace servants to serve her meals, she picked up her jade chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth.
Even with tiny fish bones, he swallowed them without batting an eye.
She was always like that, calm and gentle, as if no matter how big the matter was, it couldn't stir up the slightest ripple in her heart.
"You've overstepped your bounds, Mother! You overstepped your bounds first! I don't like those two women, nor do I want them, yet you issued the decree before me, without even informing me!"
Sheng Changling couldn't help but smash the cup. The white jade cup was now shattered on the ground, its priceless value reduced to nothing.
But none of this could quell the anger of those in power.
"If you don't like them, then who do you like, that Liu? A withered flower, yet you're so attached to her, even willing to turn against me for her?"
"Mother!"
"Shut up, Sheng Changling. You've grown up, and your wings have hardened. You don't even listen to your mother anymore, do you?"
Empress Dowager Rong put down her jade chopsticks and gently wiped the corner of her mouth with a silk handkerchief. Although her tone became harsher, her actions remained completely unaffected.
She just stared at Sheng Changling expressionlessly, watching him lose control of his emotions, watching him struggle in pain, just like when they were children—
Those things etched deep in our memories, unforgettable, even unforgettable.
Let's go back eighteen years.
At that time, Sheng Changling was just a three-year-old child with chubby cheeks, and everyone who saw him would say they liked him.
From a young age, he loved to run around. As soon as he could walk, he would clamor to go here and there, eager to explore every corner of the Prince's Mansion.
The servants dared not indulge him, because if their young master was injured, they would all be caught in the crossfire, and there was even a possibility that they would lose their lives.
But you can't refuse outright; you can only serve them with more care and attention.
Unfortunately, no matter how careful you are, injuries are inevitable for little ones who love to run and climb.
As a result, the people who took care of him changed frequently, until his wet nurse from childhood disappeared!
The little guy finally decided to go find these people. Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, but he actually managed to break through their guard and find an opportunity to come to the front yard.
"Since you are useless and cannot even take care of the young master, then you cannot be kept. Guards, beat them to death with sticks."
"No!"
For the first time, young Sheng Changling discovered that his gentle mother could be so terrifying, taking a person's life with ease.
He cried, shouted, and yelled, trying to make his mother feel sorry for him and stop, but alas—
No!
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