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On his way here, Song Qingning had already figured out how to talk to the Prince of Huai.

"Your Highness, I had a dream the other day..." Song Qingning began.

Xie Xuanjin suddenly looked up at her.

There was a hint of passion in his eyes.

Song Qingning was momentarily burned by the intensity in his eyes. Seeing him lower his gaze, she continued talking about her "dream".

"I dreamt that a cat hurt someone. I remember that Your Majesty the Empress kept a cat in your palace. I hope it didn't hurt anyone?" Song Qingning probed.

In my past life, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I heard that a cat was causing trouble at the palace banquet, frightening a concubine.

The concubine had only been pregnant for a short time, and therefore suffered a miscarriage.

That cat was the one that Empress Meng kept.

Upon hearing that Emperor Yuan had killed the cat on the spot, Empress Meng, for reasons unknown, went mad and drew her sword at Emperor Yuan in front of everyone.

The empress offended the emperor, enraging him so much that he banished her to the cold palace and threatened to depose her.

Even when the Prince of Huai pleaded for mercy, he was still angered, and Empress Meng was thus accused of harming the imperial heir and stripped of her imperial seal.

The Meng family also suffered a major blow.

She had met Empress Meng and did not believe that she would harm a pregnant concubine.

Song Qingning recalled the words the Prince of Huai had said that day:

If hierarchy oppresses you, taking the life of those you care about, your own life, and even the lives of your loved ones, then what does it matter if the hierarchy is overthrown?

Song Qingning felt that this matter might be the fuse that led the Prince of Huai to rebel.

"That cat was left behind by my elder brother," Xie Xuanjin said.

Song Qingning was taken aback.

The deceased crown prince?

"That was originally an injured stray cat outside the palace walls. My brother took it in, named it Tuantuan, and raised it. After my brother passed away, Tuantuan entered Fengqi Palace."

"That was the only living thing my brother left behind. My mother loved Tuantuan very much and almost treated it as a substitute for my brother."

Song Qingning was surprised that he told her these things.

But at the same time, she understood that the cat held great significance for the Queen.

For Empress Meng, the fact that Emperor Yuan killed that cat on the spot in her previous life was probably like watching her "son" die again.

No wonder Empress Meng drew her sword at Emperor Yuan.

What if someone deliberately used this to force Empress Meng to clash with Emperor Yuan, with the aim of severely injuring her?

If that's the case, then the person who orchestrated all of this in their past life has achieved their goal.

"Tuantuan is of great significance to Her Majesty the Empress. There are many people at the palace banquet. Whether someone is bumped into or Tuantuan is harmed, it will not be a good thing." Song Qingning considered how to say it so that Prince Huai would listen to her advice without pressing for details about its origin.

But then Xie Xuanjin said:

"I understand. I will tell the Empress Dowager to lock Tuantuan up on Mid-Autumn Festival."

Song Qingning let out a long breath.

Locking them up would be the best way to avoid disaster.

But the person behind the scheme, if not the cat, might use something else; if not this palace banquet, they would use other opportunities.

We must be wary of everything.

It would be best to find out who is behind this scheme.

Lost in thought, Song Qingning was unaware that Xie Xuanjin was staring at her.

"Do you usually have these kinds of dreams?" The tone seemed dissatisfied.

Song Qingning snapped out of her daze: "..."

She wanted to say that she wasn't dreaming, but rather to remind him of some things from her past life, so she used the "dream" analogy to express it.

Judging from his tone, should she have some other dreams?

"What dream does Your Highness wish for me to have?"

Song Qingning thought to herself, if he wanted to specify the content of her dream, she would reply to him: You can't just have whatever you want to dream.

Fortunately, the Prince of Huai glanced at her and then looked away.

Mid-Autumn Festival is fast approaching.

For this palace banquet, Song Qingning and Madam Lu traveled to the palace together in the same carriage early in the morning.

News of Lu's attendance at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet reached the West Courtyard.

"Madam Lu? How could her body withstand attending the palace banquet?" Madam Liu's voice was filled with malice.

I heard Liu Mama say, "When she went out, I saw her, and she looked quite well."

Liu's expression became even more manic: "Not bad looking? Ha..."

Enraged, Liu smashed things around the room, but she couldn't quell her anger.

Then she thought of the Mid-Autumn Festival today, and how she was locked up, and there was still no news from Yan'er, so the family could not reunite.

"No, I need to get out, I need to find a way to get out!" Liu's eyes flickered.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, and as if she had made a desperate decision, a sinister glint appeared in her eyes.

When Song Qingning entered the palace, Aunt Ling was already waiting for her at the palace gate.

She was sent by the Empress to fetch Miss Song.

Upon seeing Madam Lu, Aunt Ling was initially surprised, but upon confirming that it was indeed the former Miss Lu, she smiled and wiped away her tears.

"Miss Jing has arrived. Her Majesty will surely be delighted to see you."

Aunt Ling couldn't wait to lead Madam Lu and Song Qingning towards the inner palace.

We arrived at Phoenix Palace.

When Lu Jingshu and Meng Fu met again, both of them had smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes.

"This humble woman greets the Empress..."

As Lady Lu was about to step forward to pay her respects, Empress Meng immediately supported her, saying, "Jing Shu, in front of you, I am merely Sister Fu. Your health..."

"Sister Fu, I feel much better." Madam Lu wore makeup today and looked quite well.

"Alright, alright." Empress Meng pulled Lady Lu to sit down.

The two talked for a long time, reminiscing about their childhood.

Song Qingning listened quietly from the side.

Empress Meng then summoned her trusted imperial physician to examine Lady Lu's pulse. Upon learning that Lady Lu's health had indeed improved significantly, Empress Meng was greatly relieved.

"Ning'er, come here."

Suddenly, Lu called out to Song Qingning.

Song Qingning got up and went over, but Lu pulled her and suddenly knelt down.

"Jing Shu, what are you doing?"

Empress Meng tried to help her up, but Lady Lu refused to get up.

She kowtowed deeply to Empress Meng, "Sister Fu, I would like to ask you to take care of Ning'er."

Empress Meng was slightly taken aback as she looked at the two of them.

The first time Jing Shu asked her for a favor was for Song Qingning.

"Alright, I will definitely take care of her!" Empress Meng could tell that something must have happened at the Marquis's residence.

Empress Meng spoke with Lady Lu for a while, and seeing that Lady Lu was a little tired, she arranged for Lady Lu to rest.

"Ning'er, I'm going to the Buddhist hall to copy scriptures. Will you come with me?"

"Your subject obeys the decree."

Song Qingning knew from Empress Meng's eyes that Empress Meng had something to say to her alone.

Upon arriving at the Buddhist hall, Empress Meng dismissed the palace servants, leaving only herself and Song Qingning in the hall.

Empress Meng bowed to the Buddha, and then had Song Qingning follow suit.

Afterwards, Empress Meng copied scriptures, while Song Qingning ground ink beside her.

She didn't know what Empress Meng wanted to say to her.

"Ning'er, what do you think of my son?" Empress Meng suddenly asked.

Song Qingning paused in grinding the ink.

Prince of Huai?

"His Highness Prince Huai is exceptionally handsome and of noble birth. He established the Shence Army and won the respect of his soldiers. I admire him greatly," said Song Qingning.

Empress Meng glanced at her. When she spoke of Xuan Jin, she showed respect but not admiration, unlike Xuan Jin when he spoke of her.

It seems that Xuan Jin is only interested in her, but she has no romantic feelings for him.

Empress Meng couldn't help but want to help her son. "Xuan Jin came to the palace the other day and talked to me about you."

Song Qingning's eyelids twitched, and she felt a little nervous.

The Prince of Huai spoke of her?

What did the Prince of Huai say about her?