The Valued Lady is Truly Dominant

Chapter 1076: Prime Minister Fan: It’s So Hard for Me!

What does it feel like to see a corpse lying in a casket made of nanmu wood up close?Song Ci couldn’t explain, only knowing that her hands and feet were trembling, her heart was panicking, and it felt like the person lying inside was herself.

Madam Fan had already been prepared for burial, her makeup making her look merely asleep, as if calling her name would make her open her eyes and raise her hand to greet you, saying, oh, you’ve come?

Song Ci closed her eyes and tears started to fall incessantly.

Prime Minister Fan, seeing this, said, "Madam, there is no need to be sad. My mother was very peaceful when she passed, and certainly, she has ascended to bliss."

Song Ci forced a smile and responded with a nod.

Big brother, I’m not sad; I’m scared.

"Prime Minister Fan, you also need to let things go and take good care of yourself."

Prime Minister Fan nodded with a faint smile, looking at Song Ci, his feelings were mixed.

In fact, he was of the same age as Song Ci, but with Song Zhiyuan becoming Prime Minister, his status and position were equal to his own, raising Song Ci a full generation above him in rank.

Ah.

No matter if Song Ci is well now, or perhaps she isn’t; with Song Zhiyuan returning to duty after mourning, even at around forty, he seems to have a brighter future than himself.

So it seems the Song Family’s prosperity is unstoppable.

As for the Fan Family, maintaining wealth or easier restoration in the future only requires pushing his granddaughter-in-law to that position, for the family to have a Crown Princess Consort, Empress, or even an Empress Dowager. Maintaining wealth for decades wouldn’t be an issue.

Song Ci didn’t know that Prime Minister Fan had already planned for his family’s future in a short time. If she knew, she could only praise him as a man of high position, planning so far into the future for his family.

After viewing the body, Song Ci had Nan Shan support her as she walked out of the mourning hall. Her legs were weak and she couldn’t move, perhaps because the air inside was stuffy, mixed with the sounds of crying and chanting, making her head dizzy and her steps falter.

"Madam, are you okay?" Nan Shan asked softly.

Song Ci shook her head: "I just need some air outside."

Prime Minister Fan, noticing Song Ci’s pale face, quickly called his eldest son’s wife, leading Song Ci and others to the hall for visitors to rest and drink water, and also summoned the house physician.

No kidding, if Song Ci fell ill in his house, Prime Minister Song, that little fox, would tear him apart.

...

Song Zhiyuan was escorting Emperor Chu into the Fan Mansion, both dressed in plain robes, though the Emperor’s clothing was more exquisite, with dragon patterns embroidered inside the collar.

"You should have displayed a show of ceremony; this would have been an immense honor for the Fan Family."

Emperor Chu said, "Coming to offer condolences should be modest; why make a fuss about it? Aren’t you afraid of assassins targeting me?"

Song Zhiyuan responded, "If they’re really targeting, staying low-key wouldn’t deter them; at that time, there might not be enough people to protect you."

"You overthink it; there are many who wish to save me for a reward," Emperor Chu scoffed.

Song Zhiyuan: "..."

Alright, you’re the boss, so be it, curse yourself fearlessly.

Prime Minister Fan, hearing the news, hurriedly ran over, seeing Emperor Chu with his hair tied with a white jade pin, shivered and knelt down: "Emperor, your servant kneels to welcome your arrival. Why did you come like this?"

"Beloved minister, please rise." Emperor Chu looked at Prime Minister Fan whose hair had turned whiter and went forward to lift him with both hands, saying: "Beloved minister, you’ve worked hard for the country all your life, and now with your revered mother’s passing, I grieve and came to offer a stick of incense, wishing her to ascend to bliss swiftly."

Prime Minister Fan, moved, bowed again to thank the Emperor’s kindness, then said: "Emperor, your intention is clear to me. You, as the ruler of the nation, should not stand beneath dangerous walls, recklessly leaving the palace. Prime Minister Song, you too, why didn’t you advise the Emperor, but instead followed along in this folly? If something happens, how can you take responsibility?"

He really couldn’t bear it!

Song Zhiyuan: "..."

Can you handle it?