"The Second Prince is your son. Be careful, or you'll lose your life."
Xie Changling's eyebrows twitched slightly, then he nodded almost imperceptibly to the Prime Minister as if he hadn't heard anything.
The Prime Minister's wife was already sobbing uncontrollably, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, afraid of making a sound.
Xie Changling wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. The thick calluses on her cheeks stung, making her cry even harder.
Xie Changling flashed a bright, sunny smile. His tanned face did nothing to diminish his handsomeness; instead, his bronze skin made him appear even more resolute and courageous.
The Prime Minister's wife was not happy at all. She knew that Xie Changling's entry into the palace this time was likely to be fraught with danger, so she could only hold his hand and look him over again and again.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"
Although the Prime Minister's wife was smiling, her expression was more like crying. Her hands, which were holding Xie Changling, were trembling uncontrollably, and she was swaying as if she would faint at any moment.
"Mother, take care of yourself. Your son hopes you are doing well."
Xie Changling silently gave his instructions, knowing that this victory celebration banquet was actually a trap.
His death is not terrible, but it is pitiful for his parents, especially his mother. How can he rest in peace?
However, he couldn't delay any longer. He hugged his mother one last time, nodded to his father, and left without looking back.
The man in the sunlight was bathed in a beam of golden light, as if he were draped in golden armor, giving him a somewhat divine appearance.
It's as if, once you leave, you'll never come back.
"Changling—"
The Prime Minister's wife couldn't help but chase after him, her shrill screams heart-wrenching. Xie Changling didn't turn around, but only waved his hand behind him as a farewell.
For some reason, the people felt a lump in their throats as they watched this scene, and they spontaneously shouted "General Xie!" Their voices were loud and clear, breaking through the clouds.
...
The Imperial Palace.
After finishing her breakfast, Song Lingxi was about to go to the study to check on the children. She would pass by the peach grove on the way and take the opportunity to enjoy the scenery.
Since Xiao Jin mentioned it last time, he really did find a tutor for them to learn from. Every day at dawn, they had to get up early to go to the study. Sometimes when they were in bed too late, Xiao Jin would personally go and get them up.
As a result, Fengyi Palace became much quieter, which led Song Lingxi to go out for a stroll whenever she had a spare moment. Sometimes she would go to see the children, and sometimes she would go to the Imperial Study to find Xiao Jin.
In the peach grove, Song Lingxi wandered around casually before heading straight for her target. Suddenly, she heard two palace maids whispering among themselves.
Her intuition told her there was some gossip going on, so she told the people behind her not to follow, and quietly leaned in to listen carefully.
"Did you know that General Xie has returned? The Emperor has specially prepared a banquet to celebrate his great victory over the Northern Kingdom and to reward the three armies."
"I wonder if there will be a handsome young general. If he is half as good as General Xie, I will marry him."
"Pfft, don't dream about it. You think they'd even be interested in you?"
"Why would I look down on them? They have an army of 100,000, and I'm the daughter of a respectable family. Besides, I work in the palace..."
Song Lingxi didn't listen to what was said after that. She was thinking, "General Xie, Xie Changling has returned. Why didn't the Emperor mention it to him?"
Over the years, Song Lingxi hadn't completely treated Xie Changling as a stranger; she knew he had become a renowned young general on the border.
Later, the northern kingdom invaded three times, but he repelled them all, and people began to call him the God of War.
But why would Xiao Jin suddenly summon him back, with an army of 100,000? That's too strange.
This whole thing is strange, but unfortunately, as the empress, she has a large group of people following her, making it inconvenient for her to inquire about anything.
But she still decided to ask, just in case Liu Hong and Liu Lü hadn't been warned by Xiao Jin, or perhaps Xiao Jin had simply forgotten to tell her.
"Liu Hong, do you know where a banquet was held in the palace today?"
"Your Majesty, this servant does not know."
"I heard that General Xie from the frontier has returned to the capital?"
"This servant has not heard of it. Where did Your Highness get this news?"
Song Lingxi asked two questions in a row, but Liu Hong dodged them both. Now she was certain that Xiao Jin didn't want her to know.
There must be something wrong here. Song Lingxi felt her heart sinking. She had to figure it out.
Thinking of this, Song Lingxi no longer hesitated and turned to go to Chonghua Palace, because her aunt had told her before she died that her cousin's life depended on her, so she asked her to let Yi Changfeng live in the palace.
Xiao Jin initially didn't believe it, but he only temporarily believed it after verifying Master Hongyi's words.
However, because of her status as Empress, Song Lingxi rarely set foot in Chonghua Palace, which resulted in Yi Changfeng's health not fully recovering and him remaining very weak.
But Yi Changfeng was well-informed. Indeed, the palace servants never avoided talking to him, and even though they were in the same palace, Yi Changfeng knew more than she did.
Song Lingxi wanted to know if it was true, and whether the celebration banquet was a trap.
For both public and private reasons, she did not want Xie Changling to die at the hands of their own people. Clearly, the Princess and Xiao Heng were the ones they should be wary of.
...
Chonghua Palace.
Yi Changfeng was staring blankly out the window. He rarely saw Song Lingxi and had almost forgotten what she looked like.
Humans are strange. Even if he doesn't remember what Song Lingxi looks like, the feeling of being moved is still there. Whenever he thinks of her, a sweet feeling always rises in his heart, which helps him keep living.
"cousin?"
Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind him. It sounded somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.
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