But early the next morning, she once again arrived at the entrance of the royal mansion. This time, Song Yalin has already sought the Emperor’s guidance. The Emperor, upon hearing what Ji Xinhe did, was enraged beyond measure. He never thought there could be such an unreasonable woman, yet ironically, the tensions between Yu State and the court were particularly stiff. Even in his fury, the Emperor couldn’t intervene.
Finally, he could only allow Song Yalin to once again knock on the grand entrance of the mansion the next morning.
The one who came out was still Shulan, she released a yawn: "Concubine Song?"
Song Yalin wore a displeased expression: "I have knelt and endured humiliation. Can I be allowed to enter now?"
Shulan expressed surprise: "Does Concubine Song have a poor memory? Yesterday, you got up and left without the Princess’s permission, which is equivalent to getting nothing from your kneeling. Today, you must sincerely kneel until the Princess relents."
Song Yalin’s face turned black, she gritted her teeth: "When will the Princess relent?"
"How should I know? After all, you’ve made such a big mistake, it’s understandable if the Princess doesn’t relent at once. You better adjust your attitude quickly and earnestly beg the Princess’s forgiveness," Shulan stated.
"You!" Song Yalin, in her anger, raised her hand to slap Shulan, but her hand was caught by Shulan: "Concubine Song, better mind your manners. What’s the point in quarrelling with a servant like me?"
"I want to see the Princess!" Song Yalin demanded sharply.
"The Princess is very disappointed in you and doesn’t want to see you. If you want to see her, show your sincerity. Get on your knees first." Shulan didn’t yield a single step.
Song Yalin was so angry that she was trembling. She had never imagined that while she was carrying a child, a woman could blatantly treat her in this way!
Shulan stepped forward and whispered in Song Yalin’s ear, "If I were to advise you, I would tell you not to make life difficult for yourself. The Princess asked me to tell you that today, by keeping you out of the royal mansion is her giving you one last chance. If you insist on entering, what lies ahead... you’d be better off dead."
After saying this, Shulan looked at Song Yalin deeply, then turned around and went inside.
Song Yalin felt a chill run down her spine after being on the receiving end of Shulan’s gaze. She recalled the message relayed by Shulan, and felt a sense of foreboding.
But even with the sense of foreboding, what could she do? She was in a bind, she had come too far, she could not retreat!
Song Yalin gritted her teeth, resolutely knelt down. No matter what, the Emperor was still supporting her!
She couldn’t afford to lose this last bastion of support.
The crowd outside the mansion was growing and the spectacle was attracting more and more spectators. Given the harsh winter, a thin woman kneeling in front of the mansion, a side consort carrying a child, naturally attracted a lot of criticism. The words against Ji Xinhe increasingly sharpened.
But even so, Ji Xinhe didn’t show her face.
The whole Mansion was eerily silent.
"Isn’t the Princess being a bit too excessive? After all, the child in Concubine Song’s womb is the only posthumous child of his Highness. If something happens, what then?"
"Women are inherently jealous, it’s such a pity, to be honest, the child in Concubine Song’s belly could well be the future heir of the Pingyang Prince Mansion."
"Isn’t that the case? The Royal Mansion only has a small princess now. If something happens to the child in Concubine Song’s belly, won’t the late Highness’s family line be cut off?"
The crowd was filled with incessant discussions, evidently favoring Song Yalin.
But even so, what if they do favor Song Yalin? Who dares to say anything to Ji Xinhe? Everyone knows who’s really in control of Yu State now, no one has the courage!
Just as the crowd’s discussions were reaching a crescendo, a stern shout was heard: "This is a restricted area, who dares to make noise here!?"
This voice terrified the crowd, causing them to quickly step aside, creating a path.
Simultaneously, the voice continued loudly: "The Prince is returning, make way immediately!"
The crowd was stunned, with jaws dropping, stuttering: "The Prince... The Prince... Has he returned?!"
"The Prince isn’t dead?!"
This question became clear when they turned their heads and saw the man galloping ahead, it suddenly made sense.
A cheer burst from the crowd: "The Prince isn’t dead! The Prince isn’t dead! The Prince really isn’t dead!"
"The Prince has returned! The Prince has returned!"
Some even started to sigh: "Fortunately, the Prince returned on time, otherwise Concubine Song might have lost her life, and we don’t know if the child in her belly could have even been born. Alas, it remains to be seen how the Princess will handle the situation."
"Who’s to say otherwise? The Princess has indeed gone too far this time, Concubine Song has been wronged, it seems she will be favored for this."
"The Princess has been exclusively favorite for six years in the Pingyang Prince Mansion, it’s time for it to end..."
The ongoing discussions continued, yet Song Yalin had no hint of joy. As she suddenly heard that Mu Houchu was alive and coming back, she was completely shocked. As she turned her head and saw the enchanting man galloping towards her, Song Yalin felt her face turn pale.
The attendants by her side were shaking uncontrollably, stuttering: "How... How could this happen? How did this happen?"
Even if Mu Houchu didn’t die, he shouldn’t have been able to return so quickly! The Emperor had just received news yesterday that Mu Houchu was still trapped in Lian City, responding to the crisis, but how could he... appear in Yu State today? He’s appeared in the Royal Mansion!
With Mu Houchu returning, what about Song Yalin...?
The attendant was filled with fear, almost wanting to turn around and run.
But little did he know, Mu Houchu had already reached the entrance of the mansion, right in front of him.
Mu Houchu’s voice was chilling, carrying no hints of warmth. He didn’t even look at him, but stared straight ahead, indifferently saying: "Want to run?"
The attendant was frightened to the core, shivering like a sieve, he could barely speak: "I... I dare not..."
At this point, Song Yalin’s thoughts were racing. Mu Houchu was back, this show naturally couldn’t go on, he might even kill her, he won’t spare her!
There was no time for her to think about how Mu Houchu had returned at this point, the only thing she could contemplate was what options were left to her.
Song Yalin hurriedly raised her head, only to find herself encountered with a pair of icy eyes.
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