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Song Qingning's answer surprised Xiao Ling.

"Please dismount, Crown Prince Xiao," Song Qingning said again.

Xiao Ling thought that she asked him to dismount so that she could tell him what kind of help she needed.

She rarely asked him for help, so Xiao Ling was in high spirits. He dismounted, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, Song Qingning walked towards him. He was about to greet her when Song Qingning brushed past him.

Xiao Ling turned around and saw that Song Qingning had already mounted her horse with ease.

"I'll borrow Prince Xiao's horse for a bit," Song Qingning said loudly, without even glancing at him, and rode away.

They quickly disappeared from Xiao Ling's sight.

She rode off in the direction the horses had just run off in.

She's checking those horses.

Xiao Ling raised an eyebrow. If Prince Yu wanted to frame the emperor for today's events, he must have left clues. Even if Song Qingning investigated, he would only be able to trace it back to Emperor Yuan.

Thus, she became a pawn in Prince Yu's hands.

……

The sixth prince was brought back to the palace, and news of his death spread quickly.

Qianyuan Hall.

"Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince was trampled by a horse. I heard that at the time..." Eunuch Gao reported the situation to Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

He didn't care about Xie Lian's life or death; what he cared about was Song Qingning.

"Where are the others? Were there any casualties?" Emperor Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Grandpa Gao was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly said, "There were no casualties."

Emperor Yuan's face suddenly darkened.

But in just a moment, she returned to normal, waved her hand to dismiss Eunuch Gao, and dismissed all the palace maids and eunuchs who were serving her.

Before long, another person appeared in the hall.

He was Emperor Yuan's shadow bodyguard.

"Your subordinate made a mistake, please punish me, Your Majesty." The shadow guard knelt on the ground to beg for forgiveness.

"The arrow I shot was dodged by Princess Huai. I was afraid that Princess Huai would notice, so I dared not shoot a second arrow, nor did I dare to linger."

Emperor Yuan had previously underestimated Song Qingning.

Before this mission, Emperor Yuan had given specific instructions.

With just one arrow, he was determined to take Song Qingning's life.

After firing one arrow, they must retreat.

He didn't even dare to take any chances, even if he was discovered and the shadow guard committed suicide, the corpse he left behind might become a clue to expose him.

pity……

"She's lucky to be alive." A fierce glint appeared in Emperor Yuan's dark eyes.

Then, recalling Eunuch Gao's report earlier, she asked, "What happened to those horses?"

The shadow guard was slightly taken aback. "I didn't know. I withdrew after firing that arrow."

Emperor Yuan didn't think too much about what was going on with the horse that suddenly appeared. The assassination attempt failed, and Song Qingning was unharmed.

He still believed that Song Qingning was the weakest link in the hands of the Meng family and Xie Xuanjin.

But to my surprise, they were so difficult to deal with.

The more Emperor Yuan thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

The guards withdrew, and not long after, a palace servant announced that Empress Meng was requesting an audience.

Empress Meng had not visited the Qian Yuan Palace for a long time, and the Emperor and Empress had not seen each other for a long time either.

When Emperor Yuan saw Empress Meng again, a surge of fervent emotion welled up within him, but it was quickly tempered by reason.

Empress Meng was unwilling to come to the Qian Yuan Palace.

But the death of the sixth prince stirred her compassion.

She has also experienced the tragedy of white-haired people burying black-haired people.

"Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince has passed away. Consort Hui is his mother. Let her come out of the Cold Palace to handle the Sixth Prince's funeral." Empress Meng lowered her eyes, her appearance serene and respectful.

But Emperor Yuan knew that she couldn't be bothered to even glance at him.

Anger was stirred up in his heart again.

He wanted to reject Meng Fu's suggestion, but then he saw Meng Fu slowly raise his eyes and say, "If Your Majesty wishes to make a decision at tomorrow's morning court session, that is not impossible."

The implication was that if he disagreed now, a minister would submit a memorial at the morning court session tomorrow.

If he still disagrees at that time, he will likely be criticized by the court officials for being heartless.

Emperor Yuan's face was gloomy.

He stared at Meng Fu for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and saying, "The Empress shall decide."

"On behalf of Consort Hui and the Sixth Prince, I thank Your Majesty for granting our request." Meng Fu curtsied, performed the ceremony, and without lingering for a moment, turned and walked out of the Qian Yuan Palace.

A mourning hall was set up in the sixth prince's palace.

The black coffin was placed in the very center, and apart from Consort Hui, there were only a few palace maids in the mourning hall.

Consort Hui stood beside the coffin, her gaze sweeping over the kneeling palace maids. Her sharp eyes sent chills down everyone's spines.

"How did he get out?"

Consort Hui spoke coldly.

These palace maids were her confidantes. She had instructed them to keep an eye on Liu'er, but they couldn't even do that.

"It wasn't me. I clearly saw the Sixth Prince in the room. He said the ducks hadn't been fed yet and asked me to go feed them."

"It wasn't me, but the Sixth Prince asked me to go to the library to retrieve a book..."

"It was her. She was the only one in the yard at the time."

The palace maids, recalling the events of that time, all pointed to one particular maid.

The palace maid's name was Caiyue.

Consort Hui's gaze fell on her, and a murderous intent rose in her eyes.

"This servant did not expect this to happen. The Sixth Prince said that he must go out today. He begged this servant to help him, and this servant could not bear to refuse, so..." Caiyue said in a state of fear and trepidation.

"So you helped him cover it up and let him leave the palace. Do you know that you harmed him!"

Consort Hui's hand trembled as she pointed at the coffin, her face contorted with rage, but in the end, it all turned into grief.

Consort Hui did not punish the palace maid.

For several days in a row, Consort Hui stayed at the mourning hall, never leaving its side.

Empress Meng visited once during this period, as did other concubines in the palace, but Emperor Yuan never once came to see her.

As for Meng Yushu and Song Qingning...

"Your Majesty, Madam Meng Qi has arrived again with the young master of the Meng family." Consort Hui's personal maid once again entered the mourning hall to report.

In recent days, the noble ladies of the capital who had official titles and came to the palace on business also took the opportunity to pay their respects.

Lady Meng Qi used the pretext of visiting Empress Meng to enter the palace every day.

She brought Meng Yushu here every day, but Consort Hui ordered that the Meng family members not be allowed to enter this courtyard, especially Meng Yushu!

Even so, Madam Meng Qi still brought Meng Yushu every day.

But Song Qingning...

"And her?" Consort Hui asked, her voice tinged with resentment.

The palace maid was slightly taken aback, not immediately understanding who this "she" referred to.

Then Consort Hui said, "Princess Consort of Huai!"

The three words, spoken almost through gritted teeth, sent a shiver down the spine of even the palace maid.

"Your Majesty, the Princess Consort of Huai has not come."

not coming!

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Consort Hui's eyes.

After returning to the palace that day, she also found out everything that had happened, including Song Qingning's assassination attempt and Liu'er's selfless attempt to protect Song Qingning and Meng Yushu.

Liu'er cares about her so much.

But what about her?!

She saved Meng Yushu, but let Liu'er be trampled by horses' hooves!

Consort Hui's resentment grew stronger and stronger.

In the following days, Madam Meng Qi continued to bring Meng Yushu every day, and Consort Hui still refused to let them in.

On the seventh night after her death, when Consort Hui's anger and resentment reached their peak, Song Qingning finally arrived.

Inside the mourning hall.

After offering her condolences, Song Qingning turned to look at Consort Hui.

Consort Hui then thrust the dagger in her hand fiercely towards her.