The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Song Ruishi's fist finally went towards his mother's face. This punch was not carefully considered.

In his memory, it was not uncommon for his mother to be beaten. He and his sister had seen his father beat his mother countless times before.

After seeing it so much, they became numb.

Now that his father was gone and his mother didn't do what he wanted in any way, he got angry and thought he could vent his anger by beating his mother like his father did.

Nanny Yuan screamed, "Oh my God!"

Shi Wanzhen screamed and dodged the punch. Her nose dodged it, but she didn't avoid it completely, and the punch hit her right cheekbone.

For a moment, the scene was chaotic.

Shi Wanzhen never expected that her own son would dare to hit her.

It is true that she is afraid of Song Shiguang.

But her son! Her own son! She was not afraid!

Instantly, she was overwhelmed by an inexplicable anger. Without warning, she threw the teacup in her hand towards Song Ruishi.

The tea spilled all over Song Ruishi.

Song Ruishi was stunned and then became furious. He rushed towards his mother even more unscrupulously and beat her body with the same method his father usually used.

Nanny Yuan hurriedly came to pull him, but was unable to avoid his fierce punches.

Song Ruishi was beating like crazy! He just felt a burst of joy in his heart.

Shi Wanzhen didn't know where she got the strength from, but she hit her son hard.

The mother and son faced each other and started fighting.

Seeing Nanny Yuan lying motionless on the ground, she hurriedly called out, "Nanny Yuan..."

After hearing this shout, his hands relaxed and Song Ruishi punched him several more times.

Seeing Nanny Yuan's nose bleeding all over the floor, Song Xinying was terrified, "Brother, will Nanny Yuan die..."

Song Ruishi came to his senses and stopped punching.

But the mother in front of him had been beaten black and blue, with blood all over her face.

Shi Wanzhen rushed to Madam Yuan and cried loudly, "Madam, Madam, wake up, I will report to the police... I will report to the police right now..."

Song Ruishi's face suddenly changed when he heard this. He pulled Song Xinying to Shi Wanzhen's room and searched through all the drawers and cabinets, but only found fifty taels of silver.

It was the fifty taels of silver that Wei Cailing gave Shi Wanzhen when she was about to leave the Marquis' Mansion.

Song Ruishi put the silver in his arms with disdain and searched again, but still found nothing. He had no choice but to pour out all the jewelry in the jewelry box on the table and picked out a few valuable ones and put them in his arms.

Song Xinying was terrified, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Song Ruishi said, "Don't you see? The Song family treats us as a burden, the Marquis' Mansion treats us as a burden, and even my mother treats us as a burden. None of them are good people! I went out for a walk today and heard that my father was disrespectful to the royal family and offended the imperial power. He might be beheaded, and we will also be exiled. Let's run!"

Having said that, he took Song Xinying and left the house in the twilight.

After Shi Wanzhen helped Nanny Yuan up from the ground and sat her up, she discovered that her son and daughter were missing.

She no longer had the energy to look for them, so she dragged her aching heart and body to get money to hire a doctor.

But when she entered the house, she saw that it looked like it had been robbed. Shi Wanzhen was startled, and in the dim twilight, she looked inside and found that the fifty taels of silver she had put in the box were gone.

She was stunned for a moment, touched her swollen face, and slid down to the ground weakly.

I don't know how long it was before darkness enveloped the house and it became eerily quiet.

Shi Wanzhen could no longer cry.

She never thought that one day she would escape the beatings from her husband, but would be beaten by her son.

Her son is only thirteen years old!

A little light shone in from outside the room. It was Nanny Yuan who limped in with a candle in hand, enduring the pain.

Her voice was still trembling, "Madam, Madam..."

Hearing the shouting, Shi Wanzhen suddenly burst into loud crying, shaking the whole house.

But in the end, she did not return to the Marquis' Mansion, but stayed in the house peacefully, waiting for the dismissal order issued by the court.

Song Shiguang and Song Pingyan were sentenced to exile.

Shi Wanzhen did not need to divorce and was free, but at this time, she had no father, no mother, no children, no husband, and was truly helpless.

For some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart.

She said to Nanny Yuan, "Mammy, I have no relatives left. From now on, we will depend on each other."

Nanny Yuan felt sorry for her master and cried, "Why don't you go back to the Marquis' Mansion? The mistress is kind and won't chase you away."

Shi Wanzhen shook her head. "I'm not going back. In the past, I couldn't understand the great truths Xia'er told me, but these few days, I suddenly understood. I can't rely on anyone else. I have to rely on myself for everything."

Nanny Yuan asked again, "Madam, won't you go look for the young master and the young lady?" She was still frightened when she asked, and her voice was trembling.

Shi Wanzhen still shook her head. Her heart was broken at this moment. "Let's not look for him anymore. Will he beat us up again if we find him?"

Two days later, Wei Cailing came to visit in person.

She handed over a silver note for eighty taels. "This silver is from my grandmother's private vault. Xia'er said that she would give it to you when you leave the Bo's Mansion and are ready to be self-reliant. It's a total of one hundred and thirty taels. I gave you fifty taels last time, and I'll give you eighty taels this time."

It took Shi Wanzhen a moment to realize that the "grandmother" Wei Cailing was talking about was her dead mother.

She held the silver in her hands, feeling mixed emotions.

No one needs silver more than she does now! She has already pawned a lot of things. This eighty taels of silver is like timely help.

Wei Cailing took out another pattern and asked, "Can you embroider this pattern?"

Shi Wanzhen took the sample picture and took a look. On it was a blooming peony flower with layered petals, bright colors and rich layers. She seemed to be able to smell a faint floral fragrance.

The varying shades of pink and red showcase the gradational beauty of the peony, with golden threads outlining the edges, lending it a luxurious feel.

This was no ordinary embroidery. She didn't dare to promise, "Then let me try?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Cailing's lips curled up into a smile, and she didn't dare to look at Shi Wanzhen's swollen and purple face. "Aunt, you don't have to worry about the materials. I have already prepared them. They are all the best silk and silk threads. You can use them and practice more."

Shi Wanzhen looked at the basket of silk threads that Hua Ruo handed over and was shocked. "Practicing with such fine silk threads? What a waste."

Wei Cailing shook her head. "As long as my aunt is willing to work hard and is familiar with this kind of silk thread, it won't be a pity if she can embroider good products. Our embroidery spinning shop has received a batch of work and is in need of people. If you can embroider this peony picture, you will be able to handle that batch of work."

Shi Wanzhen said gratefully, "Thank you, my daughter-in-law, for thinking of me, your aunt."

Wei Cailing had a trace of worry on her brows and smiled bitterly, "Xia'er told me to do this. She said that as long as my aunt is willing to support herself, there will be no worries about having no work."

"Xia'er...what a good girl." This time, Shi Wanzhen envied Tang Chujun from the bottom of her heart for having such a good daughter.

But this good girl was still unconscious, and Shen Siyuan finally found the reason.