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"This servant is a palace maid from Jinhua Palace. This servant is acting on Her Highness's orders..."

Xiao Yue was glad that she was wearing the clothes of a palace maid in the Great Jing Imperial Palace and that her face was disguised so that no one could recognize her.

She could use her status as a "palace maid" to frame Song Qingning for having an affair with the Third Prince of Beirong. As long as Xie Xuanjin harbored even the slightest distrust towards Song Qingning, he would question her.

She then had an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

It would be even better if I could confront Song Qingning or see her.

She had no choice but to take it one step at a time, hoping to drag Song Qingning down with her.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, Xie Xuanjin knew what she was going to do.

She wants to tarnish Qingning's reputation? How could he tolerate that?!

"Wan Zi!" Xie Xuanjin's command interrupted Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she saw a figure emerge from the darkness.

The figure wasn't wearing a cloak, but the way he walked reminded Xiao Yue of "Song Qingning," whom she had just been following.

Xiao Yue immediately understood, her face turned pale, and in the next instant, Wan Zi was in front of her, raising her hand to pinch her chin.

"You..." Xiao Yue cried out in pain and tried to struggle.

Wan Zi's grip tightened even more, her merciless force almost distorting Xiao Yue's face.

"This skill is a bit lacking!" Wan Zi looked her over and down, giving a disapproving comment on the disguise on her face.

After saying that, he touched behind Xiao Yue's ear with his other hand.

Almost instantly, Xiao Yue knew her purpose, and alarm bells rang. She raised her hand to stop her.

But we were still a step too late.

Wan Zi touched a spot behind her ear, pulled hard, and the next second, something was ripped off, revealing her face.

"So it's Princess Nanlin!"

When Wan Zi saw this face, she was not surprised. "She is clearly the Princess of Nanlin, but she is dressed like this and says she is a palace maid of my Dajing Imperial Palace."

"By order of Her Majesty? What orders did My Majesty give you? Or are you plotting something, trying to smear My Majesty?"

Wan Zi's eyes flashed with a sharp question.

Xiao Yue gritted her teeth, meeting her gaze with resentment, her eyes seeming to want to tear the person in front of her apart.

But now that things have come to this, she knows that the sudden thought she had earlier cannot continue.

She had once served as an envoy to the Great Jing, and the court officials and their wives, including Xie Xuanjin, had all met her. Now that her true colors were revealed, she had nowhere to hide.

All eyes were on her, seemingly questioning her in the same way as Wan Zi.

Xiao Yue steadied herself, a smile playing on her lips. "How could I, this princess, throw dirty water on her? You're wronging me!"

wronged?

No one felt they were being wronged.

"Is it a false accusation that she impersonated a palace maid of the Great Jing Dynasty?"

"Your name, Princess Nanlin, was not among the envoys from Nanlin this time, yet you appeared in the Dajing Imperial Palace. What else could it be but a plot to commit treason?!"

"Furthermore, the envoy from Beirong deliberately misled us, making us believe that the Third Prince of Beirong and our Empress were in the artificial hill. Now, Princess Nanlin has arrived uninvited. We must clarify everything, one thing at a time, or we will be punished for disrupting the order of our Great Jing Dynasty!"

"Those who disrupt our court, even if they are envoys, will be executed without hesitation by our Great Jing!"

The court officials took a hard line.

The envoys from the North and South were already drenched in cold sweat.

The envoy from Beirong was the first to break down, pleading, "Your Majesty, spare my life! I... I confess my guilt! It was me... no, it wasn't me, it was him, it was Nanlin!"

The North Rong envoy pointed eagerly at the South Lin envoy.

"That day, the envoy from Nanlin approached me, saying he could help me... help me anger the Third Prince, and in doing so, under the wrath of His Majesty and Dajing, the Third Prince's life would be in danger!"

"When I heard his plan, I didn't think too much about it. I only knew that if the Third Prince really offended His Majesty's woman, it would surely bring disaster upon him, and my mission would be accomplished."

"I have no ill intentions towards Consort Song or Mingyue Xian; I am merely an envoy from the Southern Region..."

The Beirong envoy kept kowtowing, trying to shift the blame onto Nanlin.

The envoy from Nanlin was furious that he had revealed everything so easily, but before he could refute him, another voice rang out first.

"You want my life?"

The voice came from the darkness.

Everyone looked over at the sound, and when the owner of the voice emerged from the darkness, they recognized him.

The man dressed in the brocade robes of the Da Jing people, who looked remarkably like one of them, was none other than Tuoba Rui, the Third Prince of Beirong.

Tuoba Rui walked over, glancing at the Northern Rong envoys with resentment in his eyes.

Under that gaze, the North Rong envoy was clearly somewhat guilty.

Suddenly, Tuoba Rui quickened his pace, pressed forward urgently, and questioned sharply, "Why? I consider you a close friend. This time, Father sent me on a mission to Dajing. I know you have always wanted to make a name for yourself in court and to achieve merit. When Father asked me to choose an envoy, I chose you."

"I was even going to attribute all the credit for this mission to you, but... why did you want my life?!"

This was the question he had wanted to ask when he was knocked unconscious.

Finally, he asked the question, his fists clenched, his face almost contorted with rage.

"Third Prince..." A hint of guilt flashed across the face of the Bei Rong envoy.

But after feeling guilty, there was no regret.

"I have no choice!"

"On the second day after you chose me to be your envoy, your brothers found me, kidnapped my family members, and threatened them with their lives."

"They gave me orders to devise a plan to kill you in Dajing! I had no other choice but to do this!"

"Third Prince, I know you treat me well, but I cannot stand by and watch my family die at their hands, so I have no choice but to..."

He must die!

Tuoba Rui swayed slightly, feeling as if something was stuck in his heart, and did not feel any relief from the other party's frankness and explanation.

"Ha, so all this time, you've been taking me drinking and letting me listen to storytellers recount tales of the Bright Moon Immortal. You know I'm obsessed with the culture of the Great Jing Dynasty and enjoy refined pursuits. You want me to die at the hands of the Great Jing Emperor so you can finish your mission!"

"You certainly know me well!"

Tuoba Rui's lips curled into a slight sneer. "Those storytellers, you bribed them too?"

"No, no, it's him..."

The envoy from Beirong pointed to the envoy from Nanlin again, "It all started that day when I was struggling with how to kill the prince in Dajing, and I was talking to my confidant about it, which he overheard."

"After that, he came to me. He found the storyteller. Tonight, all I need to do is take you to the artificial hill and then report to His Majesty the Great Jing. After that, everything will be done by his people."

"But……"

But something went wrong.

The envoy from Beirong glanced at Tuoba Rui, then looked at Xie Xuanjin, and was so frightened by the bloodthirsty rage in Xie Xuanjin's eyes that he lost his mind.

In a panic, he blurted out:

"It was him, the envoy from Nanlin! He's the culprit! I only wanted the Third Prince's life; he's the one who wanted to harm Consort Song!"