"Madam, please don't say that!"
Upon hearing this, Lan Yue became anxious. "Although Wei Peng is just a child, he is extremely malicious. Not to mention that he knew the egg custard was poisoned but still deliberately served it to our young master, but also that many years ago he listened to Song Xiuer and caused you to miscarry. Wasn't that a sin?"
He's lucky to still be alive.
Chu Yuan sighed, "Oh well, I won't offend others unless they offend me."
I felt guilty because Wei Peng was still a child, but if he had to blame someone, he could only blame Song Xiuer, not me. I was just protecting myself.
In particular, what they wanted was the lives of Heng'er and the child in her womb.
It's one thing to harm her, but to harm her child? A life for a life—that's too lenient on them!
That evening, Madam Song called her son to the ancestral hall again.
Despite her illness, she didn't know what the mother and son said. The next day, Song Tangyin ordered someone to give Song Xiuer a bowl of medicine and then sent Song Xiuer to a remote village.
She won't die, but she'll never be able to come back in this lifetime.
After receiving treatment for a period of time, Wei Peng was sent back to the Wei family.
Song Tangyin said, "I will warn Wei Shaozheng not to make things difficult for Peng'er, and I will also find him a capable old woman to take good care of him and ensure that he is not bullied."
But ultimately, it depends on him.
What will their character be like when they grow up?
If he's of bad character, his biological father will take care of him; if he's of good character, I'll reluctantly lend a hand and ensure he lives a peaceful life like any other child.
This is the most I can do.
Chu Yuan had no objections, as long as it didn't affect her life.
When she was five months pregnant, a palace banquet was held, and the emperor specifically requested that Song Tangyin and her wife attend.
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