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"I forgot you were my defeated opponent!"

Song Qingning met Xiao Ling's gaze. The spring breeze was gentle, and she had a smile on her face, but every word she spoke seemed to be chilled by ice, devoid of any warmth.

Xiao Ling's expression changed instantly.

He finally stopped looking at Song Qingning with amusement.

Song Qingning's smile grew even wider.

"We've clashed so many times, how many times has Crown Prince Xiao succeeded? It's the same on the battlefield, and it's the same elsewhere. Besides, this is Great Jing. Crown Prince Xiao, let alone taking a person back, without the permission of Great Jing, you can't even take a single flower or blade of grass."

Song Qingning's words were a warning.

Warn him not to bother.

Whether it's towards her or anyone else, things won't go as he wishes.

"If I were Prince Xiao, I would feel embarrassed to have stayed in someone else's house for so long, even if I didn't miss home," Song Qingning said softly, gently issuing the order to leave.

Xiao Ling's expression turned even uglier.

Whether on or off the battlefield, Song Qingning has never been polite to him.

But this only fueled his competitive spirit.

"When Crown Prince Xiao decides when he will leave, let me know, and I, the Princess Consort, will certainly come to see him off." After saying this, Song Qingning ignored Xiao Ling.

He bypassed Xiao Ling and headed towards the grove of crabapple trees in full bloom.

But after taking only a few steps, Xiao Ling called her back again.

"Song Qingning".

The voice was angry, and the owner of the voice was trying his best to suppress his displeasure.

Song Qingning did not stop.

Xiao Ling watched her retreating figure, a hint of obsession creeping into his deep eyes. "Song Qingning, I, the Crown Prince, have lost so many times, but Heaven won't always favor just one person. It will be my turn eventually!"

He always has a winning streak.

Song Qingning knew that his words did not simply refer to his declaration that he wanted to take her away.

There are others.

Thinking of her and Xie Xuanjin's suspicions, Song Qingning lowered her eyes, but still did not stop walking. She left behind only the words "We'll see," which were carried by the wind to Xiao Ling's ears.

Xiao Ling watched Song Qingning walk away towards the crabapple grove.

After an unknown amount of time, he mounted his horse and rode to the other side. A moment later, he stopped beside a carriage.

The carriage was extremely ordinary, blending in with the carriages of the ladies who had come to enjoy the spring outing, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"You can do whatever you want, but remember, Song Qingning belongs to me, the Crown Prince!" Xiao Ling warned, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the crabapple grove.

A voice came from inside the carriage, "Crown Prince Xiao, what made you take a liking to her?"

The middle-aged man's voice carried a hint of confusion. The wind blew open the curtain on the side of the carriage, which fluttered gently before quickly falling back down, completely covering the people inside.

But that one moment was enough to see the people inside the carriage clearly.

Prince Yu, Xie Bi.

This question seemed to stump Xiao Ling, who did not answer.

After a long pause, Prince Yu spoke again, "Crown Prince Xiao, Song Qingning is the Princess Consort of Huai. Xie Xuanjin is not someone to be trifled with. His 100,000-strong Divine Strategy Army is feared by Emperor Yuan, and so am I."

"Everything must be done with the greater good in mind. Crown Prince Xiao, you must not let personal feelings ruin our grand plan."

The warning in his tone was undisguised.

The name "Xie Xuanjin" made Xiao Ling's gaze tighten slightly, and the hostility in her eyes gradually turned into fearlessness and disdain.

Ignoring Prince Yu's warning, Xiao Ling reminded him again, "I know what you're going to do today. You want to disrupt the Great Jing Dynasty, disrupt the current political situation, and also put pressure on that person in the Cold Palace. I hope your plan to kill two birds with one stone will succeed today."

"But I'll say it again: you can do whatever you want, but Song Qingning belongs to me, don't touch her!"

After saying this, Xiao Ling spurred his horse back and headed towards the crabapple grove.

On the carriage, Prince Yu's mind conjured up the image of "that person in the cold palace" that Xiao Ling had mentioned, and his eyes turned icy cold.

"Consort Hui, don't blame me for forgetting our years of alliance. It's only because you found a way to keep the Sixth Prince alive that you've changed your mind."

"If you hate Consort Shen and the Emperor, you should continue to hate them. Only in this way will our grand plan remain unshaken."

"so……"

Prince Yu did not continue speaking; everything he said was transformed into the ruthlessness in his eyes.

In the Cold Palace, Consort Hui once again asked the palace maid, "What is the Sixth Prince doing?"

"Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince just took his medicine and is currently reading in his room."

Upon receiving the palace maid's reply, Consort Hui took a deep breath.

"It's good that you're reading, it's good that you're here."

Since waking up today, she has had people keep an eye on the Sixth Prince's palace. News from there comes every so often, and Consort Hui asks about it every now and then.

Even so, she still couldn't suppress the unease in her heart.

She wished she could personally stay by Liu'er's side, but she still acted arrogantly during the day.

"Your Highness, please calm down. The Sixth Prince has always listened to Your Highness." The palace maid soothed her gently, but before Consort Hui noticed, a strange glint flashed in the maid's eyes.

She knew that the sixth prince was no longer in the palace.

A food delivery cart from the imperial kitchen left the palace and stopped in a quiet alley.

A person popped out of the vegetable basket on the truck, his head covered in vegetable leaves, but his face couldn't hide his excitement.

It was none other than the Sixth Prince, Xie Lian.

"Thank you." Xie Lian took out a few golden melon seeds, handed them to the coachman, and then left with the trunk.

The box contained kites, which he treasured like precious gems.

Xie Lian went to the Duke of Meng's mansion in a low-key manner and learned that Madam Meng Qi had already set off with Meng Yushu. He originally wanted to rent a carriage to leave the city by himself.

They happened to run into Lady Anguo on her way to the girls' school.

Two days ago, Meng Yushu received the invitation from the Sixth Prince and was so happy that he couldn't sleep all night. The whole mansion knew it was the Sixth Prince's birthday and invited him to go on a spring outing.

Lady Anguo arranged a carriage to take the sixth prince out of the city.

When the Sixth Prince arrived, Song Qingning and Meng Yushu were already there.

Outside the crabapple grove, Meng Yushu kept looking around and saw a carriage stop in the distance. The person who got off the carriage looked exactly like the Sixth Prince.

"Sixth Brother..."

Meng Yushu jumped up and waved in that direction, unable to contain her excitement, and ran towards the Sixth Prince.

Madam Meng Qi did not stop him.

"He hasn't seen the Sixth Prince for some time, and he kept mentioning him the whole way," Madam Meng said affectionately.

Song Qingning watched as Meng Yushu ran up to the Sixth Prince. The two said something to each other, and even though they were far apart, Song Qingning could still feel the joy of seeing her friend again.

The two walked hand in hand.

Halfway there, a gust of wind rose.

These days, Xie Lian has been making kites, researching and improving with each attempt, and he now knows what kind of wind can make a kite fly high.

This gust of wind came at just the right time.

He couldn't wait to open the box and give the kite to Meng Yushu; he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

The kite soared high in the wind.

Xie Lian, clutching the kite string, walked towards Song Qingning with Meng Yushu, playing around with her.

The scene was exceptionally beautiful.

Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot towards Song Qingning, who was standing by the crabapple grove.

At the same time, the sound of horses' hooves approached, growing ever closer in an instant.