Song Zhiyuan naturally knew that, no matter how much he disdained and underestimated Song Zhiqing, he still had to clean up after him. After all, the family hadn't split yet; with shared glory comes shared loss.
Regardless of him, just looking at Song Lingzhou and the others, he still needed to handle this affair properly.
"Mother, rest assured, now that Mistress Bai and Aunt Quan are dead, this matter will pass. Outsiders will only assume they buried together under the ruins of that guest courtyard."
Song Ci nodded: "That's good. If the third brother can learn from this incident, it's still fine. If not, then you should shift his position; promote him overtly but demote him covertly, move him to an insignificant spot."
Song Zhiyuan looked at her in surprise.
