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She did hear more.

Based on what she heard, Su Ling quickly made a judgment.

This maidservant likes Xie Yunli!

Ah!

interesting!

Having obtained such a secret, how could she not make good use of it?

Su Ling's smile became calculating, and then she pushed the door open without hesitation, startling everyone in the room with a loud bang.

The maid's face was covered in tears, unsure if she had been overheard.

"I heard everything, you like the prince!" Su Ling said, making no attempt to hide it.

The maid realized what was happening and her face immediately turned pale with fear. She knew what the consequences would be if those words got out, and in a panic, she immediately knelt on the ground.

"Sister, I was wrong. I beg you, please don't tell anyone. I can give you money; I'll give you my monthly allowance. Please, sister, don't tell anyone..."

The maidservant hurriedly took out a purse from under the pillow.

He presented these to Su Ling with both hands, saying, "These are all for you."

"Please, sister, don't tell anyone..."

The maid looked uneasy.

He was eager for Su Ling to accept it, but Su Ling hesitated to do so.

The fear on the maid's face deepened.

"What's your name?" Su Ling's smile grew even colder.

"This servant is Qiulan," the maidservant dared not conceal.

"Qiu Lan?"

Su Ling disliked the name very much.

"I heard that Miss Cui's given name contains the character 'Lan'. It's a pity that your Lan is different from her Lan, so naturally your fates are different as well."

"Tell me, if I tell your secret to our future queen, how will she treat you?" Su Ling deliberately tried to scare her.

Qiu Lan was indeed terrified and turned pale.

Let alone the future princess, even if the old princess knew about this, she wouldn't be able to stay in this palace.

"Sister, I beg you..." Qiu Lan's voice trembled.

Su Ling enjoyed watching her fear, and feeling that was enough, she suddenly changed the subject, "Look how scared you are! I'm the kindest person, how could I harm anyone?"

"Telling your secret will get you killed. I'm a good person!" Su Ling's smile suddenly softened.

Qiulan was somewhat dazed. "You, you really can't..."

"No, I promise you I won't, I really won't." Su Ling's eyes searched around the room, and suddenly her gaze fell on a brocade box behind Qiu Lan.

It seems she was just expressing her regrets to this brocade box.

Inside the brocade box, there appeared to be a painting.

Su Ling stepped forward curiously and reached out her hand, but before she could touch the painting, Qiu Lan snatched it away first.

The way she held the painting protectively in her arms made Su Ling feel even more that it was unusual.

"Give it to me!" Su Ling stretched out her hand.

Although he was smiling, there was a threat in his eyes.

It seemed to be saying that if she wasn't given it, she would expose her secret.

Qiulan knew she was being manipulated and had no choice but to compromise.

The painting fell into Su Ling's hands. Unfolding it, Su Ling recognized the person in the painting at a glance, almost blurting it out.

"Song Qingning!"

The woman in the painting is dressed in red, her face veiled with a red gauze, but those eyes are Song Qingning's; she wouldn't mistake them.

A maid in the Prince's mansion actually had a portrait of Song Qingning!

Su Ling sensed something was amiss. "Is this painting yours?"

"Yes, no..."

Under Su Ling's gaze, Qiu Lan dared not hide anything. "It's not mine, it belongs to the Prince. The Prince wanted to burn this painting, but I saved it. It was painted by the Prince himself. I... I had a selfish wish to keep it..."

Su Ling's eyes lit up as she caught the key point.

"Was this painting painted by... Prince Xie?"

"yes!"

Are you sure?!

"This servant is certain!"

"How do we determine this?"

Su Ling examined the painting in her hand carefully, as if trying to determine just how much destructive power this sharp sword in her hand truly possessed.

Qiulan bit her lip and said, "My father was a scholar who could also paint. He died, and I sold myself to bury him. The prince took pity on me and bought me back."

"Although I haven't been in the Prince's mansion for long, I have seen the Prince's paintings. Although this painting of a woman is unsigned, the brushstrokes are exactly the same as the Prince's."

Su Ling listened and suddenly laughed.

"Ah, great, that's wonderful!"

Xie Yunli painted Song Qingning? What does this mean?

It turns out that this Prince Li actually harbored feelings for his cousin-in-law.

Is it just that he likes her unilaterally, or is there something going on between them?

This was something that should have happened to her, so why did Song Qingning take it away from her?

Su Ling's jealousy burned ever more fiercely, growing wildly and becoming increasingly venomous.

She had just been thinking about how to get the jade bracelet back, which had ruined today's wedding. This painting was the best weapon.

Not only will Cui Xinlan's wish for a happy marriage become a joke, but Song Qingning's reputation will also be ruined.

And Xie Yunli...

If a young emperor were to fall for a woman who is the emperor's favorite, and even have an affair with one of his women, what would happen if this secret were revealed?

Suspicion followed.

Xie Rou'an and the old princess consort of Prince Li's mansion will not have an easy time!

"Qiu Lan, I promise I won't tell anyone what happened, but you have to do something for me. You can refuse, but the consequences..."

Su Ling gave her a choice.

It may seem like there are choices, but there is only one path to take.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?"

Su Ling raised an eyebrow and smiled, glancing at the painting in her hand, and gestured for Qiu Lan to come closer.

"You just need to..."

……

The Prince Li's Mansion was filled with guests.

As the auspicious time for the wedding ceremony approached, Xie Yunli and Cui Xinlan, guided by the master of ceremonies from the Ministry of Rites, proceeded to the front hall.

The guests were all waiting in the front hall.

Princess Consort Yu sat in the main seat, with Xie Xuanjin and Song Qingning sitting beside her. Xie Rouan stood next to Song Qingning, looking expectantly at the door.

Finally, two red figures came into view.

"They're here! They're here!" Xie Rouan exclaimed with delight.

She longed to rush forward, but she held back.

Soon, the bride and groom entered the hall under everyone's gaze.

The emcee shouted, "First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to the parents."

Then, as the words "Husband and wife bow to each other" faded, the bride and groom were about to bow when a sudden exclamation echoed throughout the hall.

Everyone looked over at the sound.

A maid from the Prince's mansion fell to the ground. The maid had been carrying tea, but now the teacup shattered and the tea spilled all over the floor.

At the maid's feet was something else, which looked like a scroll painting. One corner was open, and you could vaguely see traces of fire and a touch of red on the painting.

"What kind of behavior is this?!"

Princess Yu could not hide her displeasure at the interruption of the wedding ceremony.

She gave Xie Rouan a wink, and Xie Rouan immediately stepped forward, signaling the maid to get up and leave.

As the maid hurriedly got up, Xie Rouan noticed the scroll painting on the ground.

Paintings should not be displayed during the wedding ceremony.

Xie Rouan glanced at the red glimpses on the painting, reached out to pick it up, and saw the half of the painting covered up. That face made Xie Rouan's heart tremble.

For a moment, she almost forgot to breathe.

His expression changed drastically.

Realizing something, one instinctively tries to conceal it.

Xie Rouan hurriedly rolled up the painting so that no outsiders could see it, but just then, she felt a sharp pain in her wrist.

The painting in his hand fell to the ground with a crash.

The paintings, which hadn't been rolled up yet, were all unrolled and exposed to the air without any cover.