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Shen Wan'er's body was even trembling.

What dream? What service? Those were just excuses she used to escape an arranged marriage.

Even if she were to become a nun, she would only do so until the matter faded away; she could not remain a nun for life.

But Song Qingning actually used this reason and this excuse, under the guise of doing it for her, to ruin her plans.

It ruined her plans...

These words flashed into her mind, and Shen Wan'er's eyes trembled violently.

The doubts and anxieties that had been lingering in my mind resurfaced.

The doll with the imperial concubine's birth date and a vicious curse written on it was placed by her own hands into the brocade box that Song Qingning used to store prayer flags. She had someone keep an eye on Song Qingning the whole time.

Since she tampered with the brocade box, Song Qingning has never touched it again.

The old woman who led Song Qingning to retrieve the prayer flags was Yu Zhen's person, so it's impossible for her to be wrong.

When did Song Qingning change the contents inside?

Also, did Song Qingning simply change the items?

Shen Wan'er stared intently at Song Qingning, trying to discern the answer, but Song Qingning remained composed, revealing nothing further.

Inside the main hall, the noblewomen praised Song Qingning, saying she was thoughtful and that she was accumulating merit for Consort Shen.

She added that Miss Shen should thank her.

"I don't deserve Miss Shen's gratitude, but that day, Miss Shen and her lover disregarded worldly conventions and touched everyone. Such a loving couple, even a noble concubine would not bear to separate them," Song Qingning said with a smile.

He added, "I just hope Miss Shen won't blame me for meddling."

She wasn't meddling in other people's business at all.

She had clearly stabbed her in the back.

The knife was still in her body; it was unclear whether it also had barbs.

Shen Wan'er felt uneasy. She opened her mouth, wanting to question her and expose her, but then she thought of all these people and realized that there were some things she couldn't say, because if she did, everything would be exposed.

Shen Wan'er was frustrated and dazed.

Not only her, Xie Yuzhen also had a gloomy expression, as did Emperor Yuan. Now that things had come to this, he knew that Shen Wan'er's plan had gone wrong.

He kept an eye on Shen Wan'er's movements and also ordered people to secretly monitor the progress of the matter.

No unusual news came back.

Where exactly did things go wrong?

Emperor Yuan's sharp gaze fell upon Song Qingning, and he was certain that this incident was related to Song Qingning.

"The Princess Consort of Huai has shown great affection for the Imperial Concubine, and has also put in a lot of effort for Miss Shen. The Imperial Concubine's spirit in heaven must be gratified by this."

Consort Hui placed the doll in her hand on the altar, directly opposite Consort Shen's memorial tablet.

In the instant she turned her back, she looked at Consort Shen's memorial tablet, her eyes brimming with undisguised irony.

It seems to be saying: Imperial Concubine, in heaven, please keep a close eye on things!

When I turned around, everything seemed normal.

Consort Hui was once Consort Shen's maid, a fact known to all.

She holds a memorial service for the Imperial Concubine every year, and this year it was especially grand, demonstrating her unwavering loyalty to the Imperial Concubine.

So when she spoke up and asked Shen Wan'er to present the prayer flags she had copied, everyone just took it as a normal reminder.

But Shen Wan'er was still in a daze and didn't hear it.

Consort Hui kindly reminded her again, "Miss Shen, it's your turn."

Shen Wan'er snapped out of her daze.

Is it her turn?

What happened to her?

It took her a while to realize that when she saw the brocade box she had just placed aside, she remembered that she hadn't yet presented the prayer flags she had copied.

She was still immersed in the resentment of the plan's failure.

The unresolved doubts in her mind, along with the lingering unease, made it impossible for her to dispel the daze in her heart.

She walked toward the brocade box, and the moment she touched it, a guess popped into her mind.

Song Qingning switched the dolls.

What about the real cursed doll?

Where?

Could it be inside her brocade box?

A guess popped into her mind, and she was startled. In that instant, she made up her mind that she must not open the brocade box.

Even if you guess wrong, it's never a bad thing to be on guard.

"I..." Shen Wan'er tried hard to come up with an excuse to get by.

But her mind was in chaos, she was too scared and too nervous, and her hands trembled unconsciously, and she couldn't hold the brocade box in her hands for a moment.

With a thud, the brocade box fell to the ground.

The prayer flags inside scattered out, and along with them rolled out something wrapped in white silk.

This happened too fast.

Even Shen Wan'er didn't react in time, and everyone present looked at the white silk.

I remembered that in the brocade box where the Princess of Huai kept the prayer flags, there was also a doll wrapped in the same white silk.

The shape of the white silk wrapping on the ground is very similar to the doll from before.

Emperor Yuan, Xie Yuzhen, and even Shen Lin and Xie Yuqi all simultaneously had a guess in their minds, and alarm bells rang in their hearts.

Shen Lin's first thought was to hide the thing.

But he was too far away. He had barely taken a step when someone had already taken the thing wrapped in white silk.

"Hehe, it seems that not only Princess Huai is thoughtful today, but Miss Shen is also very thoughtful. Miss Shen is filial and prays for the Imperial Concubine. The Imperial Concubine's spirit in heaven will surely be happy."

Consort Hui had a big smile on her face.

As she spoke, she untied the white silk, seemingly eager to present Shen Wan'er's sentiments to the altar and hand them over to the Imperial Concubine.

"When the Imperial Concubine was alive, she doted on Miss Shen the most. Whatever Miss Shen liked, the Imperial Concubine would grant her wish. Miss Shen... ah..."

As Consort Hui walked toward the altar, she suddenly cried out in alarm.

The screams were horrific, filled with terror.

The noblewomen were startled by the shout and looked at Consort Hui's face, which had been full of smiles just moments before, but now looked completely different.

Consort Hui looked at the paper pasted on the doll with a serious and careful expression, her surprise and fear followed by a gradually rising anger.

"Miss Shen... Miss Shen, you, you..."

Consort Hui trembled as she looked at Shen Wan'er, her eyes filled with reproach and accusation, "How dare you curse the Imperial Consort!"

There was a moment of silence in the main hall, and everyone looked puzzled.

Looking at the doll in Consort Hui's hand, and considering what had just happened, she quickly guessed the general idea.

"Cursing the Imperial Concubine? Isn't this doll meant to serve the Imperial Concubine?" someone asked.

"Serve?" Consort Hui held the doll in her hand, now acting like a loyal servant protecting her mistress, not allowing anyone to harm her.

"These are the Imperial Concubine's birth dates and times, and this..."

Consort Hui read aloud the words on the paper, "To condemn the Noble Consort to a life of wandering, unable to reincarnate, with no next life—this is not service! This is clearly a curse! Shen Wan'er, how could you cast such a vicious curse upon the Noble Consort?!"

Consort Hui was so angry that her face turned red.

So angry that he even swayed a few times.

Immediately, large tears streamed down her face. "The young lady deeply loved the Emperor. She was beautiful but died young, only hoping to be with the Emperor in the next life. If this curse really comes true..."

Consort Hui choked up, barely able to continue speaking.

Suddenly, she knelt on the ground, her face streaked with tears, vowing to seek justice for the Imperial Concubine. "Your Majesty, you must do justice for Miss! Shen Wan'er's heart is despicable; she should be severely punished!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Emperor Yuan and everyone present looked at Shen Wan'er.

Those gazes made Shen Wan'er stagger.

His legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees.

At this moment, she was in a state of panic and had already completely lost her composure.

I tried to think of a solution, but my mind was completely blank.

Suddenly, she saw the slight upturn of Song Qingning's lips, and her mind went blank for a moment before she blurted out:

"It wasn't me, it was... it was Song Qingning!"