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The dagger was sharp and gleamed with a cold light.

Song Qingning could have dodged, but in that instant, she didn't move at all, letting Consort Hui's dagger stab towards her.

The dagger pierced her arm, and blood dripped down its length, staining the mourning hall with a bloody sheen.

Song Qingning frowned slightly.

Consort Hui's angry eyes couldn't hide her shock. "Why didn't you dodge?"

Although she had never seen Song Qingning's skills, someone who had survived the bloodshed of the battlefield and risen step by step to become a general in the women's battalion, there was no way she couldn't avoid her stab.

She deliberately didn't dodge, letting the stab her down.

"If Consort Hui really wanted to kill me, she would stab me in the heart, in a vital spot, not somewhere else," Song Qingning said.

The wound on her arm wasn't deep, and Consort Hui didn't intend to kill her.

"Your Majesty needs an outlet to vent your resentment." As Song Qingning finished speaking, she noticed that Consort Hui's eyes trembled slightly.

After a while, Consort Hui released the dagger, and her resentment and murderous intent towards Song Qingning dissipated.

"Liu'er is right, you are indeed very good. No wonder he was so happy. He has always been very obedient, but that day, he ignored my instructions and went to celebrate your birthday with Meng Yushu."

"Liu'er cares about you so much, if I really kill you, he will resent me."

Consort Hui looked at the coffin in front of her. The name on the memorial tablet was "Liu'er", not Xie Lian.

Song Qingning pulled out the dagger. The pain was real, but it was nothing compared to the pain the Sixth Prince had felt that day.

She followed Consort Hui's gaze to the memorial tablet, the Sixth Prince's last words echoing in her mind.

If one day she encounters difficulties, please ask Fourth Sister-in-law...

The Sixth Prince didn't finish his sentence, but Song Qingning knew that the Sixth Prince couldn't let go of his mother the most.

He entrusted her to her!

"Princess Consort of Huai, you may leave now. When Meng Yushu comes to see Liu'er again tomorrow, I will let him in. On the day of Liu'er's funeral, all of you should come to see him off. He should want to see you all."

In the mourning hall, Consort Hui's voice rang out again, weak and powerless as if she had let go of everything, as if she were giving her last words.

Song Qingning frowned, immediately guessing Consort Hui's plan.

In her previous life, she didn't know what would happen to Consort Hui after the death of the Sixth Prince.

Consort Hui's love for the Sixth Prince was evident, but with the Sixth Prince's death, the reason for Consort Hui to live on was gone.

Song Qingning watched as Consort Hui knelt before the coffin, burning paper money in the brazier. Her eyes had lost their luster, as if only an empty shell remained.

Song Qingning felt a slight tremor in her heart, and immediately made a decision.

"Your Highness Consort Hui," Song Qingning said.

Consort Hui seemed not to hear her voice.

But Song Qingning knew that her next words would surely revitalize Consort Hui.

"The day someone attempted to assassinate me, the assassination was suspicious, and the horse that came was also suspicious. I have been investigating this matter for the past few days and have found some evidence."

"Someone wants me dead!"

Song Qingning's voice echoed in the mourning hall.

A flicker of emotion finally appeared in Consort Hui's eyes. "So what? Someone wants your life; you've dragged him down with you."

Song Qingning did not refute.

Suddenly hearing a soft breath, Song Qingning frowned.

She glanced around; apart from herself and Consort Hui, there was no one else in the mourning hall.

The soft breathing sound came from outside the window, and Song Qingning looked over.

There are people outside the window.

They were eavesdropping!

Song Qingning lowered her eyes, walked to the memorial tablet, and took down a candle.

Consort Hui watched her actions, "You..."

She was about to ask Song Qingning what she wanted to do, but received a meaningful look from Song Qingning.

They took it back when they were supposed to export it.

Then I saw Song Qingning take a candle and some paper, and write something on the candle and the paper.

Consort Hui looked on with suspicion until Song Qingning placed the paper with writing on it over a candle flame, and soon the words appeared.

The walls have ears!

Consort Hui frowned and followed Song Qingning's gaze to the window.

Someone's eavesdropping!

Consort Hui's body stiffened.

The women in Liu'er's bedroom were all her trusted confidants.

She soon realized that there was a traitor among her trusted confidants.

And the traitor's purpose...

Before Consort Hui could think it through, she saw Song Qingning quickly write another sentence on the paper. Just like before, she heated it over a fire, and the words appeared.

This time it was: 【Please cooperate with me, Consort Hui】.

Consort Hui met Song Qingning's gaze and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, Song Qingning quickly wrote down a few more words. When Consort Hui saw what was written on the paper, her previously lifeless eyes were replaced by hatred.

She clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably.

It took her a while to calm down. Then she took the candle and paper from Song Qingning and wrote something.

Song Qingning did not look at Consort Hui.

She lit the sheets of paper she had just written on one by one and threw them into the fire pit.

After Consort Hui finished writing, she threw the paper into the brazier. Under the firelight, the words "I want to avenge Liu'er" quickly appeared before turning to ashes.

In Consort Hui's eyes, there was already a resolute determination.

A long silence fell over the mourning hall; no one knew what was happening inside.

Outside the window, the palace maid named Caiyue listened cautiously to the sounds inside, thinking she wouldn't hear anything useful again.

The voice of the Princess Consort of Huai could be heard again in the mourning hall.

She heard the Princess Consort of Huai say, "Consort Hui, do you know who wants to kill me? The Sixth Prince was implicated because of me, and I feel guilty. So, that stab I just gave was to atone for my sins. But the Sixth Prince's life has nothing to do with me."

Consort Hui responded with a cold laugh, "Song Qingning, for Liu'er's sake, I'm not blaming you, but you actually say that his death can't be attributed to you. Ha, it seems Liu'er really misjudged you."

"Whether I misjudged or I did, doesn't Consort Hui want to know who killed me, who truly killed the Sixth Prince?"

The mourning hall fell silent for a moment.

Caiyue held her breath and concentrated.

Then Consort Hui asked, "Who is it?"

"Emperor Yuan," Song Qingning uttered two words, then added, "If Consort Hui doesn't believe me, come out of the palace tomorrow, and I'll show you the evidence."

The door to the mourning hall opened, and Caiyue shrank back, watching Song Qingning walk away and disappear into the night.

"Someone come here!"

Consort Hui's voice came from the mourning hall.

Caiyue was about to go and await orders, but after taking one step, she stopped.

It cannot appear too quickly, or it will arouse suspicion.

After the other palace maids had entered the mourning hall, Caiyue mingled among them.

"Sixth Sister doesn't like seeing blood in the mourning hall, so clean it up quickly," Consort Hui ordered.

The palace maids immediately wiped it clean.

Consort Hui looked at the coffin and memorial tablet, her whole body exuding a terrifying aura of malevolence.

After a long pause, she gritted her teeth and, as if making a vow, addressed the memorial tablet and coffin, "Sixth Brother, if it really is him, I will make him be buried with you!"

The word "he" was not explicitly used.

The colorful moon naturally corresponded to Emperor Yuan's head.

We should go and report this!

As Caiyue thought this, she didn't notice the sharp, piercing gaze that swept over her as Consort Hui turned around.