The Shen family was also fully prepared, with Shen Qingyu handling everything and striving for perfection. Fortunately, although there were some twists and turns, everything went smoothly.
Yongle sat in the bridal chamber. After a while, Shen Qingque brought the matchmaker in, picked out the wedding veil, drank the nuptial wine, and made a ruckus in the bridal chamber.
Fortunately, the Shen family members were very particular about rules and regulations. Even the wedding night pranks were just a formality, and Yongle was not embarrassed.
"I asked my sister to prepare some food for you. Eat first, and wait for me to come back," Shen Qingque whispered in her ear. After speaking, he patted her back reassuringly before leaving.
Yongle pressed his hand to his chest, feeling as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest.
As soon as he left, the maid couldn't help but tease her mistress: "Princess, our Prince Consort is truly a perfect husband. You're destined to enjoy a life of happiness!"
Emperor Yongle, embarrassed and ashamed, pretended to hit her, then casually threw a few gold coins at her, which attracted other maids to surround her and congratulate her.
The area was bustling with activity, but no one noticed that someone was lurking suspiciously outside the Shen residence.
Even after Madam Cui and Cui Maosheng divorced, everyone still respectfully addressed her as Madam Lu.
She had a good relationship with Shen Qingyu, and even though it was a bit awkward, she still came to the Shen family's banquet.
She felt ashamed of her good-for-nothing son, but also happy for the good woman the Shen family boy had married. After drinking a few cups during the banquet, she felt a little cold, so she asked her maid to fetch her coat from the carriage.
When the little maid returned, she looked rather unwell and whispered in her ear, "Madam, I just saw the young master at the back door!"
Madam Lu's expression changed drastically. What else could this rebellious son be doing here today but seeking revenge?
She immediately said to the ladies at the table, "I'm going to change."
Then she found Shen Qingyu and asked her how many people she wanted.
Shen Qingyu and Madam Lu got along very well. Although Cui Yan had a terrible reputation, Madam Lu was very polite, knew how to behave, and was tactful. Therefore, when Madam Lu asked for help, Shen Qingyu didn't ask what she needed the people for, but simply pointed to a few burly servants for her.
Madam Lu thanked her, a guilty smile on her face, and hurried away.
To avoid arousing suspicion, she went out from the backyard, pretending to return to her carriage at the mansion, and drove the carriage to the alley entrance. Several servants and her maids hid in the shadows, and soon caught the suspicious Cui Yan.
Cui Yan never expected to be caught. He was carrying an oil drum and a tinderbox, caught red-handed. He struggled at first, but when he saw that the person who gave the order was his mother's maid, he immediately flew into a rage.
"You know it's me, yet you still dare to bring men to arrest me! You treacherous lackey!"
The maidservant didn't know what to do either, so she could only bring the person to Madam Lu.
Looking at her son's face, which was full of anger and resentment, Madam Lu closed her eyes.
How did her son become like this?
"Mother, please release your son! My dignity has been trampled underfoot, and I must avenge him!"
"Revenge? How? By burning people to death?" Madam Lu couldn't believe what she was seeing, her tone sarcastic.
"That despicable couple wronged our son, what's wrong with him wanting revenge!" Cui Yan was blinded by jealousy and hatred.
He couldn't accept that his life was so bleak. Not long ago, he dared to speak recklessly in front of the Prince of Leisure, but now everyone avoided him.
He imagined himself passing the imperial examination with flying colors, surrounded by beautiful women, enjoying boundless glory. Now, he has nothing! Absolutely nothing!
Madam Lu closed her eyes briefly and said, "Send it to the authorities."
Upon hearing her words, Cui Yan became even more enraged.
"Mrs. Lu! You can't do this! I'm your son! What good will it do you to ruin me! You've already ruined Father, and now you want to ruin me too! You wicked woman!"
As she lowered the carriage curtain, Lu felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out in the face of her son's harsh words.
But she knew that her son's respect for her was just a facade. Like his father, he looked down on her from the bottom of his heart.
“Madam…” The maid looked at her mistress with concern.
"It's nothing. Go tell Miss Chen that we should go back."
Madam Lu took a deep breath and held back her tears.
This is a piece of rotten flesh; only by completely removing it can new flesh grow.
In the eyes of the world, she abandoned her husband and children, a heinous and unforgivable sin. But she herself knew that the shackles imposed on her by society were being stripped away, leaving her scarred and wounded. Her body was slowly healing, and she would have a new life.
She is not a wife or mother, nor is she anyone's wife.
She is Lu Yingqing.
The maidservant beside Madam Lu told Shen Qingyu that "Madam is not feeling well" and hurriedly went back. After the servant who had handed Cui Yan over to the government office returned, he told Shen Qingyu what had happened. Shen Qingyu's eyes darkened, and it would be a lie to say that she was not surprised.
She had no mother, but the Madam Fang she met at the Fang residence doted on her son. No matter what Fang Wencai did wrong, Madam Fang would always find an excuse to exonerate him.
When she was little, because she didn't have a mother, she was often told, "That's what happens to children without a mother." She thought that all mothers would unconditionally protect their children.
It turns out that she was also a mother who understood righteousness and justice.
"What are you thinking about?"
Song Yaozhu's voice startled Shen Qingyu, who turned to look at her and smiled.
"I wonder if some mothers knew the word 'axiomy' before they became mothers. Or did they know it before they became mothers, but chose to forget it after becoming mothers?"
Song Yaozhu looked at her, somewhat puzzled.
Shen Qingyu told Song Yaozhu about Madam Lu's matter. After listening, Song Yaozhu knew that she was reminded of her time in the Fang family.
Fang Wencai's mother was notoriously difficult to please.
Will the princess change after becoming a mother?
Song Yaozhu isn't showing yet and looks much the same as before; if anything, she's become rounder. Even though she's experiencing severe morning sickness, she still looks radiant.
She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen. If it weren't for the morning sickness that tormented her every morning, she would almost have forgotten that she was pregnant.
"I don't know. It depends on the relationship between mother and child, right?" Song Yaozhu said uncertainly. "I think the feelings in every relationship have a limit. Once they're exhausted, the relationship ends."
"Then how can we ensure that it's never completely consumed?"
Song Yaozhu shook her head; she truly didn't know either. Her previous relationship ended tragically with her death.
But she thought of Xie Liwei.
"Perhaps it's about mutual giving. I give you my feelings, and you give me yours, so that what I lack will be filled, and only in this way can the relationship last."
Shen Qingyu suddenly realized.
"Thank you, Your Highness. I've suddenly realized something. Please excuse me!"
Seeing her leave with a bright and cheerful expression, Song Yaozhu couldn't help but smile with delight.
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