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"them……"

Lord Song was stunned as he processed the meaning of those two words.

Song Qingyan couldn't wait to run to the gate of the Marquis's mansion. She personally opened the tightly closed gate and let the group of people in.

Those people looked fierce and menacing, and each of them was holding a knife.

When Lord Song rushed over, his legs trembled with fear.

"Qingyan, what are you doing? Who are they?" Old Marquis Song asked anxiously.

Song Qingyan ignored him and handed the warehouse key she had obtained to the leader, saying, "The warehouse is over there. Empty it out completely, don't leave a single item behind."

"Don't worry, young lady. Have you ever seen a place where bandits plunder and there's nothing left?" the leader sneered.

After taking the key, he called to his companions behind him and walked in the direction Song Qingyan pointed.

Upon hearing the word "bandits," Lord Song's face turned deathly pale. "Bandits? Song Qingyan, you've let wolves into the house?"

Song Qingyan was about to return to the front hall.

Upon hearing this, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Bringing a wolf into the house?" Song Qingyan turned to look at the old Marquis Song, her expression undisguisedly mocking. "Old Marquis Song, it wasn't me who brought the wolf into the house; it was you who did!"

"I……"

Lord Song swayed and took a step back.

He reflected on the events of the past few days.

That day, Song Qingyan bumped into him in the alley being chased by the gambling den for debts. Song Qingyan scared away those people and even helped him think of a solution.

They agreed to take the money from the Lu family's warehouse.

But the current situation...

Inviting a wolf into the house...

The meaning behind Song Qingyan's words just now is very clear.

He was the one who let the wolf into the house, and Song Qingyan was the wolf!

Song Qingyan's mocking laughter continued:

"You think you stumbled into the gambling den by accident? You lost all your savings in just a few days, simply because of bad luck?"

"It's just a trap. The purpose is to get you to conspire with me and help me move into the Marquis's mansion, so that I can coordinate an operation from the inside!"

Her voice struck Old Marquis Song like a heavy hammer, further confirming his suspicions.

He'd been tricked!

"You dare to frame me!" Old Marquis Song was furious and embarrassed.

He strode forward, trying to grab Song Qingyan.

But even with his old bones, he couldn't get the better of Song Qingyan.

With just a push from Song Qingyan, the old Marquis Song lost his balance, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground.

"Song Qingyan, I am your grandfather! How dare you treat me like this, it is an outrageous act!" The old Marquis Song was trembling with anger.

Song Qingyan looked at him coldly, her smile disdainful.

"Grandfather? You're not qualified to be my grandfather." Song Qingyan recalled Prince Yu's promise.

She met Song Changsheng that day.

She then realized that Song Changsheng knew more about Prince Yu than she had imagined.

Song Changsheng told her that Prince Yu hated Song Qian.

If she could get rid of Song Qian for Prince Yu, Prince Yu would surely recognize her soon and make her a princess.

So after she returned, she tentatively told the old woman about her grievances in the Marquis's mansion and how much she resented the main branch of the Yongning Marquis's mansion. Sure enough, a day later, Prince Yu came to her residence.

Prince Yu felt sorry for her suffering and wanted to avenge her.

Song Qingyan knew that Prince Yu's words, though seemingly grand, were all lies.

But the statement, "After it's done, let her return to being a princess and be recognized by her ancestors," must be true.

As long as I can return to being a princess, what does it matter if I have to give up the lives of the entire Yongning Marquis's family?

Song Qingning was unwilling to be her stepping stone, so she made the person she cared about most become her stepping stone.

The Prince Yu's Mansion is hosting a banquet today to enjoy the lanterns.

What will Song Qingning's expression be when she learns tomorrow that the entire Yongning Marquis's mansion, except for her, was killed by bandits?

Is she still alive?

The thought of this drove Song Qingyan to a frenzy; she couldn't wait to see Song Qingning suffer unbearable pain.

"Princess? What do you mean by that?" Old Marquis Song caught the key point.

Song Qingyan didn't want to pay attention to him.

She needed to get to the front hall quickly.

She added a sleeping potion to the water she used to cook in the kitchen. Tonight, no one in the entire Yongning Marquis's mansion, except for her and the old Marquis Song, escaped unscathed.

They need to be drugged before they can be killed!

She needs to deal with the Marquis of Yongning first, then kill the Lu family, and then Song Shiyin...

With murderous intent blazing in her eyes, Song Qingyan quickly arrived at the front hall.

Inside the hall, everything was exactly the same as when she left.

Outside the hall, the sounds of the bandits carrying things around sounded like a beautiful melody to Song Qingyan, exceptionally pleasant to listen to.

Song Qingyan walked to Song Shiyin's side and pulled a dagger from his boot.

The dagger is small and exquisite.

"So beautiful!" Song Qingyan exclaimed.

The dagger was drawn from its sheath, its sharp blade sending a chill down one's spine.

"It's really sharp!" Song Qingyan exclaimed. "Song Qingning gave it to me; it's indeed a good thing, but she gave it to the wrong person."

"You can only use this dagger for self-defense at best, but it's so sharp, it's better for killing!"

Song Qingyan recalled Song Mingtang's blood-covered appearance, and a layer of madness appeared in her eyes.

This dagger should be even more useful today!

Song Qingyan gripped the dagger, finding it increasingly convenient to use.

"Who should we start with?" Song Qingyan raised an eyebrow and smiled, her gaze sweeping over the people slumped over the table.

They walked past one by one, finally stopping behind Lu.

She originally intended to start with Song Qian, but she changed her mind.

"The Lu family, let's start from your time!" Song Qingyan's lips curled slightly, her eyes filled with ruthlessness, sinister and terrifying.

She raised the dagger high and plunged it fiercely at Madam Lu...

……

In the low courtyard separated by a wall.

At this moment, in addition to Song Changsheng, there were a few more people.

Just now, when there was another commotion at the Marquis's residence, Song Changsheng excitedly stood up.

He knew that Song Qingyan was taking action.

He quickly put on a black cloak and was about to go over when the door of the low courtyard suddenly opened.

Several men in black rushed in, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was stuffed into a sack.

Apart from breathing, the only other sound in the courtyard was footsteps.

The footsteps were light, probably those of a woman.

"Who is it?" Song Changsheng asked, his body on high alert.

His response was initially silence.

After a long while, a voice came: "Second Uncle".

That sound...

"Song Qingning!" Song Changsheng was slightly startled.

As far as he knew, Song Qingning was tied up by Prince Yu tonight and couldn't possibly be here.

How could this be...?

"You..." Song Changsheng's voice trembled slightly.

"My second uncle wants to ask me why I'm here?"

Song Qingning stood in the center of the low courtyard, wearing a black cloak.

The brim of her hat covered her entire face.

She moved slightly, and the brim of her hat loosened, revealing only half of her face.

The moonlight shone on half of his face, giving it a cold and eerie feel.

Before Song Changsheng could answer, Song Qingning smiled gently, "I also want to ask Second Uncle, didn't you notice anything different in the courtyard tonight?"

"no the same?"

Song Changsheng frowned.

He was just about to ask what was different.

Then Song Qingning kindly remarked, "The courtyard is so quiet tonight!"

Quiet……

Song Changsheng was startled and immediately understood something. Following his intuition, he looked toward the location of Liu's room.

"Liu, the Liu family..."