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Xie Yuzhen was certain that Song Qingning would agree to her conditions.

But when she finished speaking, Song Qingning responded with a faint, cold laugh, "I don't like being used."

Xie Yuzhen's smile froze on her face.

Seeing Song Qingning turn to leave, she immediately snapped back to reality and grabbed her skirt again urgently, "Wait, wait a minute..."

Song Qingning stopped walking, without turning around or saying anything.

A moment of silence fell over the air, a silent test of power between the two.

Finally, Xie Yuzhen lost this game.

"I'll tell you even without conditions." Xie Yuzhen gritted her teeth, looking at Song Qingning. She had once wanted to pull out her claws and use her as a plaything.

Now, I don't even have the right to negotiate with her anymore.

But she still wanted to tell her what she knew.

This was the only thing she could do to retaliate against Consort Hui.

Not only that, she looked at Song Qingning, a strange glint flashing in her eyes, which she quickly concealed and disappeared without a trace.

"Song Qingning, you..." Xie Yuzhen wanted Song Qingning to squat down and get closer to her, but she stopped herself from speaking.

Then, supporting her thin and weak body, she struggled to her feet and walked to Song Qingning, wanting to see her reaction.

"That day, Consort Hui met someone, Prince Yu. I heard them say..." Xie Yuzhen said softly, her gaze fixed on Song Qingning's face, not looking away for a moment.

She thought Song Qingning would be shocked, surprised, and even more grateful to her for telling her such a big thing.

But Song Qingning's expression didn't change at all until she finished speaking.

Her eyes were calm.

A guess popped into her mind, and Xie Yuzhen seemed to understand something. "You...know?"

What followed was shock: "How did you know? You…"

Song Qingning's expression finally changed.

She smiled, bright, composed, and confident.

She didn't answer Xie Yuzhen, but her expression already gave him the answer.

"Heh, heh heh..."

Xie Yuzhen suddenly laughed, her voice hoarse and her laughter chilling, until she laughed until she lost all her strength and collapsed weakly to the ground.

As for Consort Hui and Prince Yu, their affairs, and even the things they are about to do, are probably all under the control of Prince Huai and Lady Meng.

Song Qingning naturally knew all this, so there was no need for her to tell her!

"Are you finished talking?"

Song Qingning glanced at Xie Yuzhen indifferently.

Xie Yuzhen continued to smile, and Song Qingning walked past her, leaving her laughter behind.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by a hoarse voice, tinged with urgency, "Song Qingning... Song Qingning, if I told you that back on Suzaku Street, when you saved me, I had considered being friends with you, would you believe me?"

During her time in the cold palace, the image that appeared most often in her mind was Song Qingning.

She saved her, but also saved others, which displeased her.

She taught her archery, and during that time she was truly happy.

She wanted to use her as a plaything, something for her amusement.

Later, in the icy lake, she threatened her, saying that if she dared to harm her parents and brothers, she would fight her to the death.

The mother was willing to abandon even her own daughter for her own sake.

Why was Song Qingning able to protect her family so firmly?

She was both angry and jealous.

She increasingly wanted to strip away Song Qingning's edge, wanting to see her unable to protect the people she wanted to protect, while also feeling jealous of those who could be protected by her.

During this time, she even thought that if she hadn't been controlled by the madness in her heart and hadn't had the idea of ​​treating her as a plaything, and they had become close friends, would she one day also be someone that she could firmly protect?

She even protects Xie Lian, so she can definitely protect her too!

A hint of eagerness appeared in Xie Yuzhen's eyes, "Song Qingning, if..."

But before she could voice her question, Song Qingning's voice came softly: "Princess Yuzhen, there are no 'what ifs' in this world."

Even after Song Qingning's figure disappeared from sight, Xie Yuzhen's mind was still filled with those words.

"No ifs, haha, no ifs..."

Xie Yuzhen laughed self-deprecatingly, a laugh tinged with sarcasm, which gradually turned into despair. After an unknown amount of time, she slowly got up and walked towards the Empress Dowager's palace.

Song Qingning went to the Duke of Meng's mansion and had tea with Lady Anguo and Lady Meng Qi.

Meng Yushu was playing around on the side.

"Mother, Mother, I miss my Empress Aunt." Meng Yushu wiped her mouth as she said this, and the three people present immediately saw through her thoughts.

"You little glutton, you don't miss your Empress Aunt at all, I think you're craving roast duck!" said Madam Meng Qi.

Meng Yushu chuckled, unable to hide his drooling, "I miss roast duck, and I miss Sixth Brother too."

Lady Anguo and Lady Mengqi had no feelings for Consort Hui, but they always felt pity and sympathy for the Sixth Prince.

The sixth prince is in much better health, and they are all happy for him.

"Previously, Physician Ling predicted that the Sixth Prince's health would not last past the age of twenty-two, but now his health is improving day by day. I wonder what medicine he has been using," Lady Anguo casually remarked.

Song Qingning recalled Consort Hui's words: "I would rather die in his place, but I cannot, but someone else can."

Although she was curious about what method Consort Hui had used, she never investigated it.

I can only guess that Xie Yuzhen is the medicinal ingredient.

The image of Xie Yuzhen's gaunt appearance flashed through my mind; her face was bloodless, as if it had been drained dry, and her eyes seemed to have experienced extreme pain.

She also noticed her wrist.

The scars were horrific, yet the wounds seemed to have been meticulously cared for.

Is the medicinal ingredient blood?

Song Qingning made this guess.

Just then, the Duke's steward rushed in to report, "Something has happened in the palace."

"What is it?" Lady Anguo frowned, thinking it was Empress Meng.

Then the steward said, "It is Princess Yuzhen."

Song Qingning paused slightly in her teacup. "What's wrong with her?"

"She died. She fell into the lake and drowned. It was the lake not far from the Empress Dowager's palace. It is said that she couldn't bear the suffering in the Cold Palace and ran away from there."

"I heard that he was on his way to beg the Empress Dowager to help her leave the Cold Palace, but he accidentally fell into the water while crossing the bridge."

"But another palace maid saw that she jumped into the lake on her own initiative."

"Anyway, once they were pulled out, they were already dead."

A moment of silence fell over the air.

No one spoke, and a gust of wind blew by, seemingly carrying the news away.

Song Qingning felt a vague sense of unease.

Xie Yuzhen is dead, what will become of the Sixth Prince?

In the cold palace.

News of Xie Yuzhen's death also reached Consort Hui's ears.

Consort Hui's face was gloomy, and her eyes burned with anger, as if they could drip blood.

Unable to contain her anger any longer, Consort Hui picked up a jade bowl from the table beside her and smashed it on the ground. The bowl shattered, and the flying shards cut her hand.

"Your Highness, your hand is bleeding." The palace maid looked at her with concern.

Consort Hui ignored her bleeding hand and anxiously asked, "How did Xie Yuzhen get out? Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her?!"

The palace maid knelt down in a panic, "I only went out for one time, and she disappeared. It seems she went to see the Princess Consort of Huai."

"Princess Consort of Huai, Song Qingning? Did she see her?"