"Miss Song, please move to the secondary ship."
The eunuch had a high-pitched voice and low-set eyes.
Song Tangxue's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Five or six large flower boats were moored at the riverbank. These belonged to members of the imperial family and nobility who had just finished the New Year's rites at Yukoku-ji Temple and were preparing to return to Kyoto.
Song Tangxue stood at the riverbank, the blazing sun shining on her face, a gentle breeze blowing, making her feel warm all over.
How long has it been since she last saw the sun?
From the time she was burned beyond recognition on the eve of her wedding, to her lingering life and eventual death, ten years have passed.
These past ten years have been a living hell; she's witnessed the coldness and cruelty of human nature...
Heaven had mercy and she was reborn, returning to the first half of the month after she was burned in the fire.
Song Tangxue looked at the ship.
On the Rizhao ship, a man dressed in a black robe with gold patterns stood on the deck, exuding a noble air. He looked down at Song Tangxue with an air of humility, but his expression was obscured by the backlight.
The woman standing next to him looked at him with a timid expression.
One was the Crown Prince, her fiancé—Li Zhaoxian.
The other is her half-sister, Song Tangli, who has occupied her identity for many years.
The moment she saw them, those memories flooded back into her mind.
The pain of the fire burning her seemed still vivid in her mind, and Li Zhaoxian's unwavering act of saving Song Tangli seemed like it was just yesterday.
In her past life, Li Zhaoxian said to her, "Tangxue, I'm sorry. I grew up with Ali, and I can't abandon her. Don't worry, I will find the best doctors to treat you, and I will take good care of you..."
Take good care of her? Or let her grow maggots and sores, living a life worse than a pig or a dog?
He and the Song family abandoned her and rushed to save Song Tangli from the fire.
Her five years of hard work for the Song family and the Crown Prince's Palace have become a joke.
In the end, they didn't even give her a grave, leaving her body to rot in the wilderness. The person who finally buried her was none other than Xie Qianzhong, a treacherous minister she had never met before...
"Miss Song, please move a little," the eunuch reminded her when she didn't move.
Song Tangxue slowly opened her eyes, which were bloodshot and filled with coldness. The eunuch was startled by this look.
Without hesitation, she boarded the boat, the river wind tousling her hair.
Begonia quickly followed and draped a windbreaker over Song Tangxue's shoulders, saying, "It's windy on the boat, Miss, please take care to keep warm."
The moment Song Tangxue heard Haitang's voice, her eyes welled up with tears.
Turning her gaze to Haitang, who looked on with concern, she realized that in her past life, Haitang was the only one who had stayed to care for her, the one who had lived with her in that desolate palace. Haitang had fought with the guards to preserve her body, only to be stabbed in the heart and die with her eyes wide open in disbelief…
Song Tangxue raised her hand and tightened the belt around Haitang's neck, making Haitang feel flattered.
Song Tangxue said, "You also need to be careful."
Haitang quickly replied, "This servant understands."
Song Tangxue smiled slightly, and the two followed the eunuch to the main cabin of the secondary ship.
Meanwhile, the Crown Prince and the Song family were seated in the main cabin.
The atmosphere, which was filled with laughter and joy, came to an abrupt end with the arrival of Song Tangxue, and the silence was so profound that you could hear a pin drop.
All eyes turned to Song Tangxue, clearly feeling uncomfortable about her arrival.
Song Tangxue's gaze swept around the room.
Li Xianzhao sat in the main seat.
Next in order are Song Tangli, Song's parents, and Song's eldest and second eldest brothers.
According to the rules, as the Crown Princess, she should sit next to the Crown Prince, but Song Tangli has taken her place.
"Xue'er is here? Please take a seat." Song's mother said with a warm smile.
Upon hearing this, the maid skillfully arranged the tail end for Song Tangxue.
In Tianchu, the left is considered the most honorable position, and the last seat is where the person of the lowest status sits.
In her past life, she never cared about such trivial matters, and was often secretly mocked by a group of noble ladies who said that she was sitting on the throne of the Crown Princess in name only.
Now that she has been given a second chance at life, what makes her so special?
I've suffered enough humiliation in my past life!
Song Tangxue turned her gaze to Song Tangli, "Did you sit in the wrong seat, little sister?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the expressions of the Song family members changed slightly.
Song Tangli looked startled. "I'm sorry, sister. I was just sitting here for a bit. I'll get up right away."
Just as she was about to get up, Li Zhaoxian pressed her down and looked at Song Tangxue with displeasure.
However, Song's mother couldn't bear to see Song Tangli suffer any injustice, and immediately stood up for her, saying, "Xue'er, what are you doing? This isn't a palace banquet, so we're all just being casual. Why are you scaring your sister like this?"
"That's right..." Song Chi, the second brother of the Song family, muttered with dissatisfaction, looking like he couldn't stand Song Tangxue's behavior.
Song Tangxue smiled slightly, her red lips shimmering with a bright luster, and her beautiful fox-like eyes revealing a hint of mockery.
"Since there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors, why not give my position as Crown Princess to my sister as well?"
Upon hearing this, the Song family members' faces turned ugly.
Li Zhaoxian looked coldly at Song Tangxue, "Song Tangxue, you haven't moved into the East Palace yet."
Song Tangxue's beautiful eyes flickered, and her gaze met Li Zhaoxian's. She knew that Li Zhaoxian was reminding her that she was not yet the Crown Princess.
Song Tangxue smiled and said, "Although I am not the Crown Princess, I already have an imperial decree on my person. In the eyes of outsiders, I am equivalent to the Crown Prince. If outsiders know that I, a future Crown Princess, am sitting at the end of the list, it would be to despise the Crown Prince."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was remarkably composed, instantly elevating her simple position to a whole new level.
The Song family wanted to refute, but they were speechless.
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