Chapter 519 - 519 Confrontation (1)
519 Confrontation (1)
Shen Yijia said it so matter-of-factly, as if it was not a big deal to save a deposed empress from the Cold Palace.
Meeting her determined eyes, Song Li’s uneasy heart inexplicably calmed down.
Previously, when she was plagued by illness, she held on desperately because she wanted to see her family. Now that she knew that her family was safe and sound and that there was hope for revenge, what reason did she have to not live well?
The emperor’s men were waiting outside, so it was not good to waste too much time. After explaining, Shen Yijia and Su Yun helped Song Li change into clean clothes.
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She was too thin and did not have much flesh on her body. There were a few times when Shen Yijia felt that she had hurt her bones.
Seeing her tense face the entire time and her clumsy and careful movements, as if she was doing something important, Song Li held her hand in amus.e.m.e.nt. “Just let Su Yun help me. She’s used to doing this.”
Su Yun also said, “That’s right. Madam Heir, rest for a while. I’ll do it.”
Song Jingchen was no longer the heir of the Bulwark Duke, and Madam Heir was not a proper t.i.tle. It was just that Su Yun was used to calling her that and hadn’t changed her words.
Shen Yijia did not mind the way he addressed her. She heaved a sigh of relief and stood aside obediently.
While changing, Song Li asked about the Song family’s situation over the past few years.
Shen Yijia naturally said everything was good.
In fact, in her opinion, it was indeed good to be able to eat and wear warm clothes.
After changing, Su Yun went to open the hall door.
Song Jingchen walked in and looked at Shen Yijia before turning to speak to Song Li.
Not long after, Eunuch Li reminded him, “Earl, the palace door is about to be closed. About that…”
Song Li wasn’t surprised that Eunuch Li addressed Song Jingchen as Earl. Shen Yijia had just told her all this.
Thinking of the emperor’s narrow-minded personality, she wasn’t happy about Song Jingchen being conferred a t.i.tle of n.o.bility. She was only more worried.
However, she also knew that at this point, other than not causing trouble for Song Jingchen, she couldn’t do anything else.
Without waiting for Song Jingchen to speak, she waved her hand. “Go. Don’t come again.”
Song Jingchen said, “Aunt, take care.”
They would probably have to wait until the day the Song family’s injustice was cleared.
Song Li turned around and didn’t dare to look again. Shen Yijia pursed her lips and took off the pouch at her waist. She placed it beside the pillow and left with Song Jingchen.
The footsteps behind her became further and further away, followed by the sound of the heavy palace door closing.
“Miss, the heir and the others have left,” Su Yun reminded her.
Song Li reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. “Don’t call him the heir in the future.”
“Yes.”
Noticing the pouch by her pillow, she asked, “What’s that?”
Su Yun helped her sit up and handed her the pouch. “Young Madam Song left it behind.”
Song Li opened the pouch and saw the candied plums and jerky inside. She smiled and sighed. “That girl…”
“Young Madam Song looks innocent and lively.” Seeing that she was in a much better mood, Su Yun praised her.
“That’s right. She’s quite compatible with Brother Chen.”
Perhaps this was fate!
In just a day, the printing technique had completely spread among the commoners.
Even illiterate people knew that “everything is inferior except for studying.” It could be seen how much this era respected scholars.
To the commoners, the imperial examination was the only shortcut they could take to change their status.
Therefore, in the eyes of most people, this innovation was worth paying more attention to than the change in who sat on the throne.
After all, no matter who the higher-ups were, the commoners were still commoners.
However, the printing technique could bring them practical benefits.
Song Jingchen and his wife, who had changed everything, were naturally remembered by everyone.
Many years later, one could still hear this sentence from time to time. “It’s all thanks to the heir and his wife that our family can afford books. You have to remember their kindness.”
Of course, this was all in the future.
After Xuanyuan Ce returned to the courier station, he heard Chu Feng report, “After the princess woke up, she kept clamoring to settle scores with Madam Song.”
Xuanyuan Ce was already holding back his anger because he could not acknowledge Shen Yijia. When he heard this, his face darkened. He thought of something and summoned a Demon Guard. “You Yi, protect the young miss.”
You Yi was the one who helped Shen Yijia block the silver needles shot by Xuanyuan Ye’s Demon Guard, Night Soul.
The Demon Guards rarely appeared in front of people, but no one in the world knew their master better than them. He naturally knew who the young lady Xuanyuan Ce was talking about was.