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"Why, why?"

Liu was eager for an answer.

Before she could get an answer, Song Qingyan yelled "Go to hell!" and charged at her again.

The dagger pierced her body once again.

Song Qingyan seemed to have gone mad; in an instant, blood splattered all over her body.

Song Qingning stopped when Song Qingyan made a move.

Inside the hall, everyone looked at Song Qingyan's frenzied appearance with disgust.

At some point, soldiers entered the Marquis's residence.

The Prefect of the Capital witnessed this scene firsthand, and without any witnesses or physical evidence, he could convict Song Qingyan.

He didn't go into the hall; he waited outside the door, some distance away, waiting for the people inside to order him to arrest the person.

No one stepped forward to stop Song Qingyan until she stopped on her own.

Song Qingyan was covered in blood.

The moment Song Qingning appeared, she processed everything before her and gradually realized that her plan had failed.

"When did you find out?" Song Qingyan suddenly looked up at Song Qingning, her face contorted with rage, gritting her teeth. "How did you find out?!"

The shouting voices were filled with resentment.

The more ferocious she looked, the calmer Song Qingning became. "From New Year's Eve, you entered the courtyard, or perhaps even earlier."

"New Year's Eve? Even earlier?" Song Qingyan remembered that night.

That night, she didn't notice anything unusual.

But at that time, everything she did was under Song Qingning's watchful eye.

Or perhaps Song Qingning was simply waiting, waiting for her to make a move.

Song Qingning knew everything she was going to do, so she should also know her identity.

Song Qingyan put on a smug look, slightly raising her chin. "You should know my identity by now, right? Song Qingning, you probably didn't expect that I'm a princess, did you?"

"Ha, Song Qingning, Princess! I am a princess! Of royal blood, and you..."

"So what if you're the eldest daughter of the Marquis's family? In terms of status and prestige, you've never been able to compare to me!"

"Song Qingning, I am a princess. You should envy me, and you should be jealous of me!"

Song Qingyan wanted to see traces of envy and jealousy on Song Qingning's face.

Song Qingning's calm face now held a hint of irony.

"Song Qingyan, even if you are a princess, why should I envy or be jealous of you? What is there to envy or be jealous of? You overestimate yourself!"

The undisguised disdain was like a knife, stabbing deeply into Song Qingyan's heart.

"Not envious, not jealous? How could I be!" She didn't believe it.

She didn't believe that Song Qingning could remain so calm after learning that she was a princess.

It must be a facade of calm.

Unwilling to accept defeat, Song Qingyan stepped over Liu's corpse and passionately emphasized, "I am a princess!"

"So what if you're a princess? You've killed someone and are about to become a prisoner." Song Qingning glanced at Liu Shi on the ground.

A picture suddenly flashed through her mind.

The man shot an arrow through Liu's skull.

The scene shifted, and she saw Xie Xuanjin's face.

The archer was none other than Xie Xuanjin.

This wasn't the first time those images had flashed through her mind, but before they were blurry. Every time the images appeared, she would get a headache if she thought about them too deeply.

This time the image was clear, and the headache was gone, but Song Qingyan pulled her back to her thoughts.

"A prisoner?" Song Qingyan's voice was shrill.

She looked out the door and noticed the soldiers who had appeared out of nowhere.

The bandits she hired to plunder the Marquis's mansion have all been subdued by government troops.

Except for her!

A hint of resentment flashed in Song Qingyan's eyes, but she showed no fear. Meeting Song Qingning's gaze, she said defiantly and smugly, "I am a princess, who dares to touch me!"

Song Qingning laughed sarcastically.

She never expected that Song Qingyan would be so arrogant and foolish.

Even at this point, she was still dreaming of being a princess.

If that's the case, then she shattered her beautiful dream.

"Princess? Song Qingyan, you keep calling yourself a princess, so smug, but what kind of princess are you?" Song Qingning gave her a disdainful sneer.

Seeing the smile fade from Song Qingyan's face, Song Qingning's disdain deepened. "Has Prince Yu acknowledged you?!"

Before Song Qingyan could answer, Song Qingning continued, "What did he tell you? He said he would take you back and make you a princess, but what were the conditions?"

condition?

Song Qingyan was slightly taken aback.

She knew the conditions all too well.

She risked the lives of the entire Yongning Marquis's family to persuade Prince Yu to relent and allow her to be recognized as a member of his clan sooner.

But her plan has now failed.

Will Prince Yu keep his promise?

Song Qingyan was somewhat uncertain, and a hint of guilt gradually appeared in her eyes.

But she soon realized that she couldn't involve Prince Yu in this matter, otherwise things would have a chance to turn around, and Prince Yu would protect her!

Prince Yu is her only way out!

Upon confirming this, Song Qingyan immediately denied it, "What conditions? Song Qingning, put away your guesses. Tonight's events were my idea. I hate the Yongning Marquis's mansion, I hate everyone here, which is why I came up with tonight's plan."

"And you, Song Qingning..."

Song Qingyan glared at Song Qingning with a ferocious expression. "I hate you the most. I'd rather kill them all and make you suffer!"

"Song Qingning, you're doing a good job as the daughter of my second wife, so why are you so restless?"

"My life was perfectly fine before, and you've ruined it all!"

"It's ruined!"

Even now, Song Qingyan still felt it was only natural that Song Qingning should be her stepping stone, without feeling any guilt whatsoever.

Song Qingning thought of her past life.

She was even more fortunate that God had eyes and gave her a chance to be reborn.

Song Qingning looked at Song Qingyan, a murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

She had fought on the battlefield and killed countless enemies. Normally, she kept her murderous aura hidden, so it didn't seem like anything special. But now, when she slightly revealed her killing intent, it was extremely frightening.

Song Qingyan sensed it easily.

She almost saw a god of death, a chill ran down her spine, and she retreated in fright. However, she tripped over Liu's corpse and fell on it. Out of fear, she fled in a disheveled state.

As everyone looked at her, Song Qingning's lips curled into a disdainful sneer.

It took Song Qingyan a while to calm down.

A mixture of shame, anger, and fear coursed through her, and she raised her voice, roaring at Song Qingning, "Song Qingning, you can't kill me!"

"I won't kill you!" Song Qingning said.

Despite this, her murderous intent did not diminish in the slightest; on the contrary, it became even more intense and terrifying.

Song Qingning glanced at Liu's corpse on the ground.

"Song Qingyan, you can deny everything else from tonight, but you killed Liu Shi. You can't deny that. The Prefect of the Capital is already waiting outside to take you to prison."

"You say you are a princess, so I'll give you a chance to see if Prince Yu will protect you."

As soon as Song Qingning finished speaking, she clearly saw a hint of anticipation flash in Song Qingyan's eyes.

But then Song Qingning's words made her turn pale with fear.

"If he doesn't protect you, your life will be mine. I'll turn you into a human pig, okay?"