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"I'm not doing anything. Qingning just wants to remind Grandfather that the bandits robbed the Yongning Marquis's mansion of its valuables today. I don't know how much they took. The government will investigate."

"We've found out. The government and the Yongning Marquis's mansion will investigate to the end. According to the laws of our dynasty, robbery and the sale of stolen goods are serious crimes. So, grandfather, when you go to the estate, only bring your own private belongings, those that belong to you. Just don't take the wrong things, or it will cause misunderstandings..."

Song Qingning smiled, her expression full of goodwill.

As she spoke, Old Marquis Song's face twitched with anger.

The thieves' robbery today clearly failed; they took nothing.

Song Qingning was warning him that when he went to the manor, he could only take his own belongings; if he took anything else, he would be treated as a thief!

He had been tricked by Song Qingyan and had already lost all his private wealth.

His private treasury is empty; what's left that belongs to him?

"Song Qingning, you..." Old Marquis Song pointed at Song Qingning with eyes full of anger, "You're trying to force me to my death!"

Drive him to his death?

He was given a manor to live in, so how can you say he was forced to his death?

He is alive, but in his previous life, his entire family of four had truly died.

No one survived.

How could Lord Song, who acted as an accomplice to the tyrant, not pay the price?

"I hope Grandfather is having a good time at the estate." Song Qingning's expression was aloof. She ignored the old Marquis Song, turned around, bowed to her father and mother, and walked out of the Marquis's residence.

She wished Lord Song a happy occasion.

With Lord Song's temperament, how could he possibly be happy?

He has no achievements, yet he loves to claim credit; he is mediocre, yet arrogant.

In the capital, he was fawned over by his servants and lived in a world of his own fabricated glory. But once he arrived at the estate, without any money to his name, everything around him would pull him back to reality.

In the days to come, he will only realize his own mediocrity and that the glory of the Marquis's mansion is irrelevant to him.

"Song Qingning... Song Qian, you can't treat me like this, Madam Lu, say something! Shiyin, Grandfather still loves you, Third Brother..."

The voice of Old Marquis Song could be heard from behind, gradually fading into the distance.

Another commotion arose, but Song Qingning ignored what was happening behind her and went straight out of the Marquis's residence, disappearing into the night.

The lantern festival on the street was still lively, but the lantern festival at Prince Yu's Mansion had ended.

In the study of Prince Yu's mansion.

Prince Yu drank his wine while waiting for news.

Judging by the time, Song Qian should have already set off.

Prince Yu rose, holding a wine cup, and poured wine in homage to the departed soul. "Your Majesty, I have brought you Song Qian's life. This is just an appetizer; there is more to come..."

His expression was somber, and the name of the Yuan Emperor seemed to be crushed between his teeth.

That's their biggest enemy!

"Wait a little longer. I will use the same method to kill him, just as he treated you back then, shall I?" The hatred in Prince Yu's eyes was tinged with a sinister ruthlessness.

He poured himself another glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and after two knocks, the butler pushed the door open and entered.

Prince Yu had his back to the door; he knew that news had arrived from the Yongning Marquis's residence.

"Are they all dead?"

"Your Highness..." The steward's expression was grave. Recalling the news he had just received, he could only report the truth, "Your Highness, the mission has failed."

"fail?"

Prince Yu turned around in shock, his entire being radiating a fierce aura, even spilling the wine he had just poured. "How could we have failed?"

Suddenly, he thought of Song Qingning and Xie Xuanjin.

Before the butler could say anything, he had already hurriedly left.

He went to the room where Song Qingning was resting and asked the maid if there was anything unusual in the room. The answer he received was that everything was normal.

He didn't believe it, so he ordered a maid to go into the room to confirm that Song Qingning was fast asleep.

Afterwards, he went to Xie Yunli's residence and confirmed that Xie Xuanjin was asleep in Xie Yunli's room without any abnormalities.

Prince Yu's face darkened as he questioned the steward, "What exactly happened?"

"It's Song Changsheng..."

"Song Changsheng?"

Prince Yu had no recollection of Song Changsheng.

Then the butler explained:

"It was the second master of the Song family, the second younger brother of the Marquis of Yongning, and also the husband of Lady Liu. The information I received was that Song Changsheng discovered Song Qingyan's suspicious behavior, reported it to the authorities, and ruined the matter."

"Song Changsheng!"

Now that he finally knew who the person was, Prince Yu had no doubts and a murderous intent arose in his eyes.

The steward saw this and knew that Song Changsheng was doomed.

Killing the second master of the Song family, who was practically invisible, was as easy as crushing an ant.

But right now, the biggest hidden danger is Song Qingyan.

"Song Qingyan's plan failed tonight, and she has been escorted to the Jingzhao Yin prison. If she implicates Your Highness, things will become very difficult," the steward said with concern.

"Song Qingyan..."

The murderous intent in Prince Yu's eyes intensified.

He originally thought that Song Qingyan's knife, which was given to him by his brother, the Emperor Su, should be of great use.

Unexpectedly...

"If you can't even handle this simple matter, then just kill him!"

Prince Yu showed no mercy, saying, "Do it discreetly."

……

Song Qingning and Xie Xuanjin didn't "wake up" until early the next morning.

The couple had breakfast at Prince Yu's residence before returning to Prince Huai's residence, changing their clothes, and then entering the palace.

Last night was the Lantern Festival, which was also the anniversary of the death of Crown Prince Wenzhao.

I heard that Empress Meng had not slept all night and had caught a cold.

When Song Qingning saw her, she was taking medicine.

"It's nothing serious, you don't even need to take medicine. Aunt Ling is making a big fuss and even summoned you to the palace." Empress Meng's complexion was not as rosy as usual.

The emerging signs of illness are worrying.

Song Qingning wanted to stay and take care of the sick, but Empress Meng refused, saying, "It's just a cold. Two bowls of medicine will do the trick. Ning'er, you shouldn't be wasting your time on me."

"I heard that your father will be taking up his post after the New Year. You two should visit the Yongning Marquis's residence more often."

After exchanging some private words, Empress Meng urged the two to leave the palace.

As the two were leaving the palace, a palace maid hurriedly approached Song Qingning, slipped her a note, and then quickly left.

The note clearly read, "Come to the Cold Palace."

Without even thinking, Song Qingning knew who had sent her the note.

Xie Yuzhen!

She sent her to the Cold Palace.

"Do you want to go?" Xie Xuanjin had also read the note. If she wanted to go, he would accompany her.

But Song Qingning threw the note into the lake under the bridge, saying, "I'm not going."

She had promised Consort Hui that she would turn a blind eye.

Besides, the person she most wants to see right now is Song Qingyan!

Last night, she left the Yongning Marquis's residence, blocked all news from within, and then let Prince Yu know some of the information, which was half true and half false.

She was certain that Prince Yu would not let Song Qingyan live for long.

Sure enough, there was some activity at the Jingzhao Yin prison that very night.

In the prison of the Prefect of the Capital.

Song Qingyan was locked in an ordinary prison cell.

She was the only one in the cell.

Ever since she was imprisoned, she had been hoping that Prince Yu would send someone to bail her out once he learned of her imprisonment.

She endured a agonizing day and night.

Finally, she got what she had been waiting for.

The cell door opened, and Song Qingyan saw a familiar face.

Her face lit up with joy, and she went to greet him with great anticipation.