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Before Shen Wan'er could finish speaking, a sharp sword pierced her abdomen.

It passed right through me.

Shen Wan'er looked down at her abdomen, then looked up at the blood-stained sword and saw the sharp-looking Emperor Yuan.

The anger in the emperor's eyes made her momentarily dazed.

This scene terrified everyone.

No one expected that Emperor Yuan would draw the sword from the guard's waist on the spot, not hesitating to draw blood on the anniversary of the Imperial Concubine's death.

Even Song Qingning was surprised.

Only Consort Hui and Empress Meng, after their initial surprise, seemed to have figured something out; a hint of sarcasm quietly appeared in their eyes and then quickly disappeared.

An eerie silence fell over the main hall; no one dared to utter a sound.

Emperor Yuan drew his sword and threw it on the ground.

With a loud thud, accompanied by the resounding crash of Shen Wan'er's body hitting the ground, everyone was pulled back from their shock.

Shen Lin was the first to run over.

"Wan'er..." Shen Lin's voice trembled.

In his voice, there was a father's love, worry, and sadness, as if the abandonment had never happened.

But Shen Wan'er seemed to have seen something clearly.

She lay on the ground, eyes open, mouthfuls of blood gushing from her mouth.

His blood-stained lips curled up slightly, and the sarcasm in that smile was even more glaring than his earlier madness.

She always thought her father loved her, her cousin doted on her, and that Yu Zhen was just being temperamental and treated her fairly well.

But only then did she realize that at this crucial moment of weighing interests, she had no one behind her.

Sacrifice the pawn to save the king.

She was a pawn that could be discarded at any time.

The Shen family bloodline is so cold and ruthless!

Shen Wan'er thought of the former Consort Shen again.

Everyone praises Consort Shen for her kindness and lack of ambition, but she witnessed a scene firsthand when she was a child.

"aunt……"

Shen Wan'er spoke again, wanting to finish what she hadn't said earlier.

But as she opened and closed her lips, blood seemed to burst forth from her mouth like a dam breaking, and even the word "aunt" was slurred and unclear.

Those around him couldn't hear clearly, and the worries in Emperor Yuan's eyes completely disappeared.

"What did you say?" Shen Lin asked urgently.

But Shen Wan'er ignored him and turned to look at the memorial tablet on the altar. Her eyes were filled with sarcasm and madness, as if she were laughing or crying at the same time.

Gradually, there was no more movement.

After an unknown amount of time, the emperor's icy voice rang out: "Cursing the Imperial Concubine is a crime deserving of death; she should be executed!"

It was as if he were making a declaration: "I will not allow anyone to harm the Imperial Concubine!"

Consort Hui heard a hint of warning in these words.

She knew that her actions just now must have made Emperor Yuan suspicious of her.

A strange glint flashed in his eyes, but once the arrow was released, there was no turning back.

Once you've already ventured out, you can only keep going.

Consort Hui suppressed her thoughts and continued to play the role of a loyal servant.

As if she had finally gotten justice for her master, she wiped away her tears and said, "Your Majesty, please be wise! Shen Wan'er cursed Miss. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise... I still feel terrified when I think about those vicious curses. What if the curses had come true..."

"fortunately……"

Consort Hui tore the birth date and curse on the doll in her hand to shreds.

He glanced at Shen Wan'er again and said, "Someone, clean this up. Don't disturb the Imperial Concubine, no, don't disturb Empress Qiande."

Consort Hui was making the arrangements.

The palace servants immediately came up and dragged away Shen Wan'er's body, as well as the body of the old woman from before.

The blood on the ground was wiped away.

Apart from the lingering smell of blood in the air, it was as if nothing had happened.

The inauspicious ceremony continued.

The noblewomen knelt on the ground, chanting sutras and praying for Consort Shen.

Xie Yuzhen appeared beside Song Qingning at some point, and amidst the cacophony of chanting, Xie Yuzhen's voice reached Song Qingning's ears.

"Song Qingning, you once asked me if I was afraid that the wronged would become evil ghosts and haunt me. Today, I ask you the same question."

"Do you think Shen Wan'er might turn into a vengeful ghost and haunt you?"

The two of them understood what had happened today without saying a word.

Xie Yuzhen no longer needed to hide anything.

Song Qingning also made no attempt to hide her feelings, saying, "Even if she becomes a demon, the person she'll haunt won't be me."

"How could it not be you? She died because of you!" Xie Yuzhen sneered.

"Did she really die because of me?" Song Qingning asked dismissively, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Xie Yuzhen's smile froze slightly.

Then Song Qingning's voice continued to come:

"As I just said, I have never had any grudges against Miss Shen. She admires Prince Huai, and perhaps that's why she's hostile towards me."

"That day, her attempt to drug Prince Huai failed. Besides her own fault, shouldn't we also blame Princess Yuzhen for her behind-the-scenes manipulation?"

"Without your manipulation, how could she have ended up like this?"

"She treated you like a sister, while you treated her like a pawn, a shield, ha..."

Song Qingning chuckled, her tone undisguisedly sarcastic.

"When a chess piece is no longer useful, it is discarded. She must have felt a deep sadness as she died, right?"

"When it came to matters of vital interest, her sisters pushed her to the side, her father prioritized his own safety, and even her cousin didn't choose her. How pitiful!"

That being said, Song Qingning didn't really feel sorry for Shen Wan'er.

He only has himself to blame and doesn't deserve any sympathy.

Yu Guangli saw that Xie Yuzhen's face was ashen.

Song Qingning persisted, "Tell me, what was she thinking at the moment of her death? She must have seen through the cold-blooded ruthlessness of your Shen family, right?"

She also mentioned "her aunt from back then"...

"And Consort Shen back then? What was Consort Shen like back then? What exactly does Shen Wan'er mean by that?"

Song Qingning frowned, feigning confusion as she asked.

"What's it to you!" Xie Yuzhen snapped unhappily.

She tried to hide it, but a hint of guilt still flashed in her eyes.

Her guilty conscience was exactly the same as when Shen Wan'er said those words earlier.

Song Qingning noticed both times that Song Qingning felt guilty.

This time, however, there was less panic and less murderous intent.

Song Qingning recalled the moment when Emperor Yuan killed Shen Wan'er with a single sword strike. At that time, even if Emperor Yuan hadn't made a move, Xie Yuzhen probably would have.

Their goal was the same: to protect Consort Shen and prevent Shen Wan'er from saying anything detrimental to her.

As for what kind of disadvantage it might be, Song Qingning briefly thought of Consort Shen and had a guess in her mind.

What surprised her even more was that the kind and humble Consort Shen, who was unassuming and virtuous, was probably not so pure and innocent in the eyes of Emperor Yuan and Xie Yuzhen.

Thinking about her agreement with Consort Hui, Song Qingning found the matter increasingly interesting.

Shen Wan'er went to serve Consort Shen.

Next, it's time to thank Yuzhen!

"Xie Yuzhen..."

Song Qingning smiled slightly and suddenly looked at Xie Yuzhen.

She was smiling, but her eyes instilled a sense of fear in Xie Yuzhen.