Romantic entanglements, her and Song Yi? Shen Mingzhuang felt that He Wenqing must have misunderstood something.
But should she explain this to He Wenqing? She felt it wasn't worth it.
As long as Song Yi still covets the throne, she will remain absolutely opposed to him. Today's event can be considered as repaying the life-saving grace he showed her five years ago.
After that, if Song Yi made any further mistakes, she would no longer show mercy.
Song Yi returned to his room, where the pain from his wounds became exceptionally pronounced.
A strange pang of sadness welled up in his heart, and the image of Shen Mingzhuang standing quietly with his back to him in front of the wide-open window, gazing at the moonlight, kept flashing through his mind.
Each time I think back on it, the oppressive discomfort becomes even more intense.
But he couldn't give up the imperial power. He had been plotting for the imperial power for so many years. Could he just give it up like that?
But what about the person he loves? He's lived for over twenty years and finally found someone he's madly in love with. Is he just going to drift further and further away from her like this?
He believed that as long as he was willing to give up that position, Shen Mingzhuang's opinion of him would change, and his attitude towards him would change accordingly. But the thought of having to abandon what he had planned for many years to obtain all of this made him feel as if his body had been torn in two. One half was telling him that he absolutely could not do this, while the other half had already silently sided with Shen Mingzhuang.
He closed his eyes, his mind filled with the scene of Shen Mingzhuang leading his men out of the wolf pack's encirclement last night, and the panic he felt when he saw the rope fall into the valley.
In that instant, he truly lost his composure, eager to go and find out what was going on; otherwise, how could he have been discovered by the wolf pack and injured so badly?
He never expected that even in such a dire situation, Shen Mingzhuang would escape danger and survive, standing unharmed before him.
Her current power is absolutely beyond his ability to contend with, or rather, in the Tianzhong Kingdom, no one can contend with her. He really needs to carefully consider whether or not to turn against her.
Shen Mingrong has been resting for two or three days and her energy has almost recovered. She lost a game of chess to Lu Ming that day and promised her that she must rest at home for two days before she could go out again.
Upon hearing this, Lu Chengye smiled with relief, saying that only Lu Mingcai could persuade Shen Mingrong to listen to advice; otherwise, she would never be able to calm down and get a proper rest.
However, after only two days, she immediately went to the Fang family's house.
Shen Ming'e is gone now, and the child is a girl. If she stays in the Fang family, she probably won't have a good life. Just thinking about Fang Wenshi and Fang's mother's reaction when they found out that Shen Ming'e had given birth to a daughter makes Shen Mingrong feel her heart clench.
Thinking back to when she learned that she had given birth to Yan'er, she was also uneasy, but her husband was overjoyed. Her parents-in-law did not show the slightest disgust. In fact, they were afraid that she would overthink things and comforted her in every way, saying that things should be done before they bear fruit.
After giving birth to Yan'er, she did not conceive for five years. Her husband and in-laws never urged her to get pregnant or sent anyone to their room.
Now that she's pregnant again, people around her are still worried that she'll overthink things and not take good care of her health. They're all careful in front of her, afraid of saying the wrong thing and upsetting her.
Then look at Shen Mingzhuang, who had been in a coma for five years. During those five years, Emperor Jiang Wang did not select concubines or take any new ones. He devoted himself to the affairs of the court, cared for his child, and waited patiently. Perhaps it was this that moved Heaven, which is why Shen Mingzhuang was able to wake up again.
Sitting in the carriage, listening to the rumbling of the wheels, Shen Mingrong's mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts.
She didn't know what kind of scene she would see later, but she hoped it would be peaceful. After all, the dead should be respected. Now that Shen Ming'e was gone, if the Fang family continued to make trouble, it would really disturb the deceased in the afterlife.
The carriage swayed and stopped outside the Fang family's residence. Granny Qin personally helped Shen Mingrong down from the carriage.
The Fang family was dressed in white silk, white lanterns, and white mourning couplets, creating a desolate scene. Today was the third day, which should have been the day for the coffin to be buried. Why was the Fang family so quiet?
Granny Qin didn't really want her mistress to come to such a place, but since this was her mistress's younger sister from her maternal family, she couldn't say anything. She could only carefully watch Shen Mingrong's footing, afraid that a small pebble might accidentally twist her mistress's ankle and injure her and the baby in her womb.
The gatekeeper of the Fang family felt a little guilty when he saw the carriage of the Duke of Rongguo's mansion. He bowed and scraped as he welcomed Shen Mingrong into the mansion, while sending someone to inform Fang's mother.
When Shen Mingrong heard that it was to inform Fang's mother, he frowned. Why wasn't it to inform her good brother-in-law? Why wasn't he at the mansion?
The Fang family's silence is rather strange. Are they planning to keep the body there for a few more days? The weather is already warm; if the body is kept there for forty-nine days, it might start to stink.
However, Shen Mingrong soon realized that something was wrong.
Even if the body has been laid to rest for forty-nine days, this place shouldn't be this quiet. This kind of quiet is just not right.
Fortunately, before she could ponder for too long, Fang's mother came out wearing an indigo dress.
"Oh my, why has the Duchess come in person?"
His tone carried a hint of disdain as he spoke, touching the edge of his unkempt hair bun, and chuckled as he invited Shen Mingrong into the hall to sit down.
Shen Mingrong stepped through the moon gate and then noticed that all the coffin items in the Fang family courtyard had been dismantled, meaning the burial had already taken place.
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