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"Princess Consort? You?"

The beggar was so frightened that he pulled his hand back, but when he heard these words, he looked at the person next to him as if he had heard a joke, and then they burst into laughter in unison.

"I think you're still half asleep. If you're the Crown Prince's consort, then I'd be the Emperor!"

"The Crown Princess even begged with us! It's truly laughable!"

"Exactly! I wouldn't dare say that even in my wildest dreams! I think she's a crazy woman!"

Sang Ling was nearly driven to despair by the words of the crowd. After realizing her current predicament, she gritted her teeth fiercely.

"I am the Crown Princess! It was that vile woman, Sang Huan, who stole my position. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

The scenes in her dream were so real; they might just be the future.

According to the original plan, she was supposed to be the fiancée of the Prince of Jing'an! She was supposed to marry into the Jing'an Marquis's household as the Princess Consort!

That Grand Tutor Sang was also her benefactor!

The reason she ended up like this is all that despicable woman, Sang Huan. If she had died according to the plot of her dream, she wouldn't be like this!

Thinking of this, a ruthless and obsessive glint appeared in Sang Ling's eyes!

Yes, as long as Sang Huan dies, as long as she dies, everything can be restored!

She will be able to reconcile with Prince Jing'an and become the high and mighty Princess Consort. At that time, she will definitely torture Sang Huan severely to avenge her parents!

Thinking of this, Sang Ling's expression went mad. She suddenly groped around on the ground, found a sharp stone, and threw it at the old beggar in front of her.

"Get out! All of you, get out of my way!"

Her sudden outburst startled everyone, but fortunately they reacted quickly and dodged. The stone grazed their faces, almost leaving a bloody mark.

"It's mine! It should all be mine! Sang Huan! You bitch! You stole everything from me! I'm going to kill you!"

The beggar, who was so frightened he almost tripped, was about to curse back, but when he looked up, he was startled by Sang Ling's crazy and erratic way of throwing stones.

"Boss, this woman beheaded her own parents and then carried them around the city. It's a bit creepy. Let's not mess with her!"

Someone recognized Sang Ling's identity and quickly tugged at the lead beggar.

The beggar who was looking for trouble was intimidated when he heard the name, but he couldn't bring himself to do it, so he could only spit in Sang Ling's direction.

"Pah! Who do we have here? Turns out to be a bastard who's usurped the throne! How dare you compare yourself to the Crown Princess? Don't you even know who you are! I won't bother with a heartless wretch like you!"

After cursing for a while, the beggar noticed Sang Ling's bloodshot eyes looking at him. Fearing trouble, he quickly pulled his two henchmen away.

The other beggars in the dilapidated temple also heard the commotion. Sang Ling had personally cut off the heads of her parents' corpses and paraded them through the streets in order to survive, which was quite a sensation.

After all, in this era where filial piety is paramount, even the lowest of the low would not commit such a disrespectful act.

In an instant, everyone looked at her as if she were a mouse, and with disgust and disdain, they all moved away from her.

Sang Ling was even more furious that these beggars dared to mock her.

"What do you know?! It was that bitch Sang Huan who orchestrated everything! She stole my marriage; I am the Crown Prince's consort! I am the Grand Tutor's daughter! They forced me into this!"

But at this moment, she was covered in filth, her hair was stuck together with clumps of mud, and she looked extremely disheveled. No one was willing to believe her.

Because of her action, everyone took a few steps back to avoid her.

Sang Ling was thoroughly provoked by everyone's attitude. She gripped the stone tightly, let out a scream, and tried to rush out of the temple, wanting to use the resentment in her heart to rush to the capital and kill Sang Huan!

But then, a rustling sound came from behind.

"who!"

Sang Ling turned around abruptly and saw that the person was dressed as a scholar in a blue robe, with a handsome and fair face, but his slightly affectionate peach blossom eyes held a cold and ruthless look that was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

Sang Ling was momentarily dazed and didn't quite recognize who was in front of her.

The man gave her a cold smile. "Long time no see, Miss Sang Qi. What's wrong? To climb up to the young master, you've even forgotten your lover?"

This man was none other than the scholar Pan Xiucai, who was secretly meeting with Sang Ling.

However, in order to ensure that Sang Ling could become the Crown Prince's wife smoothly, Lady Li even sent someone to intercept and kill this scholar Pan, so as to prevent him from causing trouble.

But not only did the other party not die, they actually came looking for her!

Upon recognizing the person in front of her, Sang Ling's pupils constricted, but for once, she seemed to have a moment of clarity.

Now that the Sang family has been completely destroyed, she has no one to rely on anymore.

She couldn't afford to offend Pan Xiucai; not only could she not offend him, she also had to find a way to appease him.

She was fed up with being a beggar. If she could curry favor with Scholar Pan, he might treat her well out of consideration for their past relationship. Then she could use him to get close to Sang Huan in the capital!

With this in mind, Sang Ling made a decision. After apologizing to her deceased mother, she quickly stepped forward, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Pan Lang, it's you! You're alright!"

"Thanks to Miss Tosang, we were almost in trouble."

"Pan Lang, why are you so cold to me? Is it because of what happened between me and the Crown Prince? Let me explain, I was forced by my mother."

"Oh, how so?"

Pan Xiucai looked at her coldly, his eyes scrutinizing her. Sang Ling thought she had a chance, so she quickly started crying and started to speak.

"You know, I've been arguing with my mother all this time because I wanted to marry you. But she threatened me with your life, saying that if I didn't marry the Crown Prince, she would get rid of you! I had no choice but to do as she said! None of this was what I wanted!"

"Oh? So Miss Sang is so infatuated with me. If that's the case, then you didn't know that your mother sent people to ambush me?"

"What! Mother actually sent people to intercept and kill you!?"

Sang Ling looked shocked, as if she knew nothing about the matter.

Then she cried even harder, "I'm sorry, Pan Lang, I didn't expect Mother to be so cruel, I really didn't mean it! If I had known Mother would do this, I would definitely have helped you! Pan Lang, you really know that I'm sincere towards you."

Pan Xiucai's expression softened slightly upon seeing her appearance.

"Does Miss Sang Qi really like me?"

"Really! Pan Lang, if I didn't love you, why would I have made a vow with you under the moon?!"

Seeing that Pan Xiucai was showing signs of wavering, Sang Ling was overjoyed and was about to continue her efforts to win him over.

But then a mocking smile appeared in Pan Xiucai's eyes.

"Since Miss Sang Qi truly loves me, why don't you just break your legs and stay by my side forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, ignoring Sang Ling's wide-eyed stare, Pan Xiucai turned to the side, revealing the several burly men holding sticks behind him.

Sang Ling's pupils suddenly dilated. She glanced at Pan Xiucai in horror and instinctively turned to run away, but before she could move, her shoulder was grabbed by a large, iron-like hand and she was dragged backward forcefully!

"No, Pan Lin! You can't do this to me!"

Sang Ling struggled and shouted desperately, disregarding everything else. She was going to become the heir apparent's wife in the Jing'an Marquis's mansion! She absolutely could not lose her leg!

No matter how much she screamed and shouted, the stick that was raised high eventually fell down and slammed hard into the back of her knees!

"ah!!!"

"Pan Lin! I will definitely kill you!!!"

The woman's piercing screams echoed through the sky, startling all the birds around the dilapidated temple into flying away!

The beggars nearby were terrified by the scene, but they despised Sang Ling and none of them helped to report to the authorities for help. They even secretly cheered in their hearts.

Pan Xiucai stood to one side, watching the scene with a mocking and cold look in his eyes, not taking Sang Ling's threat to heart at all.

If it weren't for the secret guards by the young master's side saving him and telling him the whole truth...

He really is being fooled by this vile woman!

Pan Xiucai admitted that he was indeed somewhat attracted to Sang Ling because of her social status, but aside from that, he also had genuine feelings for her.

He knew nothing at the time and thought Sang Ling was forced into it, but he witnessed Sang Ling causing a scene at the inn and her dazed mutterings after being released from prison.

Pan Xiucai finally realized that even if the woman hadn't participated in the assassination, she probably acquiesced to the actions taken at the time.

Thinking of this, Pan Xiucai felt a chill run down his spine. If it weren't for the timely rescue by the prince's secret guards, his body would be stiff by now.

Since this person doesn't care about the affection they once shared, then don't blame him for being heartless!

Moreover, someone above specifically gave the order...

"Besides her legs, cripple her hands too!"

"yes!"

"Pan Lin! How dare you! Aaaaaah! Pan Lin! You'll die a horrible death!"

"Miss Sang, rest assured, I, Pan, will take care of you for the rest of your life."

When Pan Lin saw that she still dared to speak so arrogantly, a sinister look appeared in his eyes, and his cold and ruthless intent was no longer concealed!