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Why?

Minister Song wanted to know,

The emperor was speechless for a moment, staring at Renbao's bright, watery eyes. He coughed lightly, covering his face with his fist.

The young Taoist master is still too young.

As an emperor, both the empress dowager and the court officials wanted to place women around him.

Especially in the first few years after he ascended the throne, he was eager to win over various forces and check the powerful ministers, hoping to stabilize his family's position through this method.

They each got what they wanted, and the woman became a victim of the power struggle between the ruler and his ministers.

He couldn't truly favor only one person. His historians kept a close eye on his favorites every day, and if they noticed any signs that he was showing favoritism towards someone, he would be subject to remonstrance from his ministers.

"I also want to know why my brother is ignoring me. I sent him many letters, hoping he would send me some money and warm clothes, but I haven't heard anything from him."

Song Wan'er roared at Minister Song, her eyes surging with intense hatred.

She waited in vain for the emperor.

And his family never came.

Over time, she completely broke down and developed mental health issues.

A month ago, a piece of paper with Song Mo's birth date and time written on it fell in the corner of the wall.

She vented all her resentment on the straw doll.

She wanted Minister Song to experience what it was like to be worse than dead.

With tears in his eyes, Minister Song stepped forward and brushed the hair away from Song Wan'er's face. "Wan'er, I send you money and food every month. Your sister-in-law also prepares clothes and bedding for the changing seasons. Didn't you receive them?"

Song Wan'er clenched her fists even tighter, staring at him in disbelief, her lips trembling: "What did you say?"

If what he said is true.

Then wouldn't all that she did have harmed Song Mo?

When she entered the palace, Song Mo was only five years old.

Song Mo was unruly and often away from home, so he was unaware that he had an aunt in the Cold Palace.

After a thorough investigation by the emperor.

The people who embezzled the money sent from the Song family to the Cold Frost Palace were the chief eunuch in charge of the Cold Palace and the palace maid who served Song Wan'er.

The two shared meals and saved up a considerable amount of money by accepting gifts sent in by the families of the concubines in the Cold Palace.

The birth date and time of Song Mo were also determined by the chief eunuch, who also specially administered a lot of drugs that would impair Song Wan'er's mental state.

With palace maids constantly speaking ill of the Song family, Song Wan'er's obsession and hatred deepened.

She was framed for harming the concubines back then.

Minister Song knelt down and begged the emperor to release Song Wan'er and allow her to return to her residence.

The emperor agreed.

Because Emperor Renbao felt sorry for his aunt who was imprisoned in the Cold Palace, he thoroughly investigated all the concubines imprisoned there. Those who were falsely accused but were truly innocent were given one hundred taels of silver and released to return home.

Those who were unwilling to leave were also released from the cold palace. Although they did not receive the emperor's favor for the rest of their lives, they were still able to live a life of comfort and ease until old age.

When they learned that it was Renbao who brought them this opportunity, they prayed sincerely to God to protect the little celestial master.

After leaving the palace, Su Xuance treated Renbao to five large bowls of crispy mountain delicacies before she agreed to return home.

"Daddy, baby's tummy is so full, I'm full." Renbao patted his round belly with great satisfaction, lying on the soft couch of the carriage, his arms and legs spread out, his eyes closed comfortably.

Su Xuance looked at her protruding belly, fearing it might explode. He reached out and rubbed her stomach, saying, "Although Su Shan is delicious, it's too cold and can easily upset your stomach. You can only eat it again in three days, understand?"

Renbao covered her little ears and lazily hummed in agreement.

"You little rascal." Su Xuance looked at her contradictory actions and laughed helplessly, knowing he couldn't do anything about it.

He simply couldn't bring himself to be cruel to her.

"Sister, Renbao is back!" Renbao swaggered into the house, then suddenly stopped.

Su Xuance leaned closer: "What's wrong?"

Renbao pointed to the study: "Daddy, there's someone there, it's Xiangxiang's brother!"

Before Su Xuance could react, she had already rushed over.

Su Xuance hurriedly followed.

Bang! The door was pushed open forcefully. If it hadn't been reinforced by Laifu, it would definitely have been teetering on the brink of collapse, and we would have had to replace the door again.

Renbao's eyes widened slightly upon seeing the people inside.

"Oh, where did this little baby come from? He's so handsome!"

A soft laugh rang out.

"Jiang Huaijin, why aren't you making money at the shop? What are you doing here?" Su Xuance followed closely behind into the study and said irritably when he saw the person in the main seat.

Jiang Huaijin immediately flew into a rage upon hearing this, glaring at him and snorting, "Why is all you care about is business and money? You have no humanity! I'm not leaving your house today, I'm not going to manage the shop!"

He was Su Xuance's good friend and subordinate. He was the second of five brothers in his family. His father and mother didn't love him. His family was short of food, so they sold him off for three taels of silver and fifty catties of coarse grain.

Su Xuance spent one hundred taels to buy him from a slave trader. After spending time with him, he discovered his business acumen and hired a tutor to teach him to read, write, and do accounting.

After he fell ill with a leg ailment and left officialdom to pursue business, Jiang Huaijin became the sharpest weapon in his hand.

"Uncle, you're so beautiful." Renbao looked up at Jiang Huaijin, her eyes shining, unable to hide her affection.

Jiang Huaijin had extremely delicate features, with slightly upturned peach blossom eyes, a high nose bridge, and a face without angular features, resembling an oval shape.

Every feature on his face seemed to have been meticulously sculpted by God, making him even more beautiful than a woman, yet without any allure or effeminacy.

Jiang Huaijin has always disliked people praising his appearance.

He believed that it was because of his appearance that his parents chose to sell him.

But now, looking into Renbao's bright eyes, he felt grateful that he had such a handsome face.

"You must be Renbao. I've wanted to see you for a long time, but your father is a scoundrel who has been exploiting me so much that I haven't had time to come see you."

Jiang Huaijin took out a gold tiger and lion from his pocket and stuffed them into her hands.

"I heard you like imposing things, this is a gift from your uncle."

"Thank you, Uncle!" Renbao exclaimed, took the package, and chewed on it. "It's real!"

Jiang Huaijin was amused and couldn't help but reach out and pat her little head.

So soft, it feels so good to touch.

He reached out again.

Su Xuance stopped him and pulled Renbao into his arms: "That's enough. Tell me, what happened?"

"A stingy person like you will get water stuck in their teeth," Jiang Huaijin scoffed, then said seriously, "I suspect our shop in the capital has been cursed."