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He Lan's body suddenly stiffened, and her cloudy, weathered old eyes widened in disbelief.

She slowly lowered her head, looking in horror at the short dagger inserted into her lower abdomen.

"How dare you..."

Sang Huan's rosy lips curved slightly, and her clear, watery eyes held a gentle smile. The dappled sunlight filtering through the trees cast a warm glow on her delicate, fair face.

But this pretty little girl, with her slender white fingers holding a dagger, plunged it viciously into her lower abdomen!

Seemingly not satisfied, the girl increased the pressure with her slender, delicate fingertips, slowly circling the dagger in her hand between the pierced flesh!

"Well......"

The pain caused He Lan's face to change drastically. She tried to pull away in agony, but the two guards beside her reached out and forcefully pressed her down, not allowing her to move an inch!

He Lan's pupils dilated; the intense pain and the sudden change in the situation left her completely stunned.

"You, you all! You've betrayed the Madam!"

These people were clearly arranged by Li to help her kill Sang Huan and Tao Hong, so why has it turned out like this?

What puzzled He Lan even more was that Sang Huan was just a helpless concubine's daughter, so why should she make these guards rebel?

Thinking this, He Lan finally voiced her thoughts.

The girl with delicate features simply smiled gently at her and said, "If you have someone to blame, blame yourself for following the wrong person."

After saying that, she pulled the dagger out of He Lan's lower abdomen and, before He Lan could say another word, cleanly slashed her neck.

The carotid artery in her neck was slashed, and blood gushed out. Even when Sang Huan took a step back, specks of blood still splashed onto her face.

Her porcelain-white cheeks were stained with specks of crimson. She frowned in disgust, raising her slender, jade-like fingertips to try and wipe the blood from her face. But the movement left red marks on the bloodstains, making her delicate and charming face appear even more eerily beautiful.

Peach Blossom, watching from afar, was stunned by her young mistress's decisive and efficient manner, and tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to fall.

Seeing that Sang Huan had made a move, the guard beside her pulled the handkerchief out of Tao Hong's mouth, freeing her.

Peach Blossom didn't care about anything else and stumbled to Sang Huan, asking her with concern.

"Miss, are you alright?"

When Tao Hong saw Sang Huan's charming and enigmatic face, she was so startled that she paused in her tracks.

She and her mistress grew up together, and Tao Hong knew her mistress's personality very well. Her mistress wouldn't even dare to step on an ant.

Now that they dare to kill people directly, it would be strange if Tao Hong wasn't afraid.

"Yes, I'm fine."

When Sang Huan saw her coming, the coldness in her eyes faded, and her face returned to its gentle expression, as if nothing had ever happened.

Peach Blossom was stunned for a moment when she saw her appearance, thinking that what she had just witnessed was a hallucination.

"Xiaotao, are you alright?"

The soft, gentle voice, filled with genuine concern, instantly drew Tao Hong's attention back to her young mistress's tender eyes.

Tao Hong, who had been somewhat flustered, calmed down completely and stepped forward to offer the handkerchief.

"I'm fine, it's just that...we killed Madam He, will Madam still let us off when we get back?"

"Even if we don't kill her, she won't let us go."

"So what should we do next...?"

Looking at her young mistress's nonchalant demeanor, Tao Hong couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

She no longer finds Sang Huan scary at all; instead, she feels a deep sense of sympathy for her.

After all, the young lady was gentle and kind from a young age, and she was forced to kill because she had no other choice.

If she hadn't killed others, they would have been the ones to die.

But now that they've left the Sang family mansion, what will become of them...?

Sang Huan did not reply, but silently turned her gaze to the tree next to her.

Tao Hong looked at her with a puzzled expression as she watched her movements. Just then, the shadow guard dressed in black jumped down from the tree and walked straight towards Sang Huan.

Tao Hong thought it was an assassin sent by the Li family and was about to block Sang Huan so that she could run away first, but the man in black suddenly clasped his hands and knelt on one knee.

"This subordinate greets Miss Sang!"

Tao Hong was startled by his sudden movement and quickly looked at Sang Huan beside her.

Sang Huan nodded slightly, and the man in black stood up. Seeing that Tao Hong still looked bewildered, he kindly explained.

"I was sent by the young master to protect Miss Sang, Miss Tao Hong, you need not worry."

It turns out they were sent by Prince Jing'an!

Recalling the meals she had been eating at fixed times over the past two days, Tao Hong suddenly realized what had happened.

"Miss Sang, the young master has booked a superior room for you at the inn. Please go and rest. He will come and explain things to you once he has finished his official business. You can leave the rest to us."

The man in black stepped aside, and not far behind him, a carriage belonging to the Marquis of Jing'an's residence slowly approached.

With someone to help clean up the mess, Sang Huan naturally didn't refuse. Before getting into the carriage, she turned to look at the coachman, Old Wang, who was not far away.

Old Wang received a signal from her and immediately lowered his head obediently.

"Don't worry, Miss Six, I will do as you say."

Seeing that he was sensible, Sang Huan nodded and, with Tao Hong's help, got into the carriage.

Gradually, we moved away from this place of conflict.

Inside the car, Tao Hong used the prepared tea to wet her handkerchief before helping Sang Huan, who was leaning against the soft cushion, wipe her cheeks.

Seeing the other person slightly raise their long eyelashes and stare blankly into the distance, Tao Hong's mind raced with various guesses. After thinking it over, she concluded that the other person was saddened by the Sang family's cruelty in killing her.

After all, she and Sang Huan had lived in the Sang family mansion for so many years, and Sang Chengfeng was the young lady's biological father.

Now, to make another daughter gain popularity, she would kill herself; if she were in that situation, she would feel terrible.

Not to mention, because of her mother's absence, Sang Huan has longed for her father's love since she was a child.

The more Tao Hong thought about it, the more heartbroken she felt. She pursed her lips, but couldn't help but try to comfort her with her dry voice.

"Miss, there is no one in the Sang family with a heart. Don't be sad because of those people. Taohong is still with you, and there is also the young master in the future."

Upon hearing this, the girl snapped out of her reverie, blinked her long, thick eyelashes, and looked at Tao Hong's distressed expression, unable to help but smile wryly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why should I bother with those people?"

Seeing her smiling eyes and genuine laughter.

Tao Hong blinked, puzzled. "What's the young lady worried about? She looks like she has something on her mind."

"Tao Hong, you said that after I kill the people sent by the Li family, I should send someone back to report that I was kidnapped by bandits. But then I should suddenly appear at the engagement banquet as the young master's fiancée. What do you think the Li family and the Sang family's reaction will be?"

Tao Hong was taken aback by what Sang Huan said. After she understood the meaning, her eyes widened involuntarily.

"Miss, you mean...?"

Sang Huan rested her arm on the sandalwood armrest beside her, her fair and slender hand gently supporting her cheek, her clear and bright eyes containing a very faint smile.

Her rosy lips curved slightly, and her voice was soft and sweet.

"Aren't you curious?"

Not only did they see their seemingly within-the-box position slip away, but they also had to face the wrath of the high and mighty Crown Prince. How would the Sang family react?

In particular, all of this was taken away by Sang Ling's half-sister, whom she despises the most. What will her attitude be when she finds out?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Madam, He Lan is dead!"

The steward who brought the news looked extremely grim as he relayed the message.

Li, who was holding a teacup and waiting for good news, suddenly trembled and dropped the teacup to the ground. The scalding tea splashed all over the ground along the broken cup!