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Song Qingning got straight to the point, bringing up Xiao Ling's death without any hesitation.

Sure enough, it touched a nerve with Xiao Yue.

"Song Qingning, how dare you mention him!" Xiao Yue glared at Song Qingning and roared angrily.

The hatred in my heart felt like it was about to turn into a sharp blade.

"Do you know that he has never intended to marry any woman, yet he has tried every means to bring you back to Nanlin and make you the Crown Princess!"

"But Song Qingning, how could you possibly be worthy of her?!"

"Nanlin and Dajing were never defeated in their battles, but since you appeared, he has suffered countless losses and injuries at your hands. You should be enemies!"

"He should hate you! He hated you at first, regarding you as his greatest enemy. Every time he returned to my southern capital, I heard him mention you, saying you were difficult to deal with, and that one day he would make you kneel at his feet and submit to him!"

"That day at the banquet, when he proposed to you, I only thought he wanted to take you back to Nanlin to torment you again and get revenge for all the losses he suffered at your hands over the years!"

"But I didn't expect that he didn't think that way."

"Crown Princess... he actually wants to bring you back to Nanlin and make you his Crown Princess. He actually... likes you!"

The word "like" came out of Xiao Yue's mouth almost as if she were gritting her teeth.

His eyes were filled with madness, mixed with hatred and jealousy.

"He was always rational, but you bewitched him. He loved you, yet you shot him dead with an arrow!" Xiao Yue's gaze was sharp as she raised the hairpin in her hand and pointed it fiercely at Song Qingning.

Her chest heaved violently.

In contrast to her excitement, Song Qingning's eyes remained increasingly calm.

Xiao Ling...

Xiao Ling likes her?!

"You're wrong!" Song Qingning's voice was cold.

wrong?

Xiao Yue frowned. "Wrong? Where did you go wrong? You killed him, that's a fact. You're trying to deny it? Hmph, Song Qingning, do you think I'll believe your excuses?"

"I shot him dead with an arrow, and I didn't even try to argue. I said you were wrong. You were wrong for saying 'He likes me'!"

As soon as Song Qingning finished speaking, Xiao Yue was clearly taken aback, and her brows furrowed even more.

Then Song Qingning asked, "Does Princess Xiao Yue have someone she likes?"

Xiao Yue's eyes flickered slightly, a fleeting hint of guilt that Song Qingning caught, and she guessed what Xiao Yue was thinking. "You like Xiao Ling!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Xiao Yue shouted sternly.

"Nonsense? Then just take my words as nonsense!" Song Qingning smiled faintly. "If Princess Xiao Yue truly loved someone, and she became lame or crippled, what would you do?"

Xiao Yue frowned. "I love him, and that won't change just because he's disabled or lame! No matter what he becomes, I'll still love him!"

"So, what do you think your brother would do if I became lame or disabled?"

Song Qingning lowered her eyes, thinking of her past life.

On the day of the sacrificial ceremony, she was abducted by Xiao Ling, and his eyes were full of regret when he looked at her.

He valued her talent and might have admired her, but that admiration was based on her ability to rival his.

In her past life, she was lame.

In his eyes, she lost that "qualification" that made him admire her, and even making her "submit" became uninteresting.

Even though he could have brought her back to Nanlin, he didn't.

Seeing Xiao Yue frowning and not answering, Song Qingning gave her the answer: "He won't even glance at me again!"

In this life, everything is different from the previous one.

She was not disabled, and her "attraction" to him remained.

but……

"Xiao Ling and I, he is the Crown Prince of Nanlin, I am a citizen of Dajing, and both of us have the blood of the other's people on our hands. Two people like us can't even be friends!"

"You said he suffered a lot at my hands, but do you know that many of the injuries on my body were also caused by him?"

"On the battlefield, it's either him or me. The people of Nanlin see me as an enemy. You say he likes me? Doesn't he know what I'll face if he takes me to Nanlin?"

"Do you really think he can protect me? Or do you really think he doesn't know he might not be able to protect me?"

"What do you think would happen to me if he really took me to Nanlin?"

Xiao Yue was speechless at the series of questions.

If Song Qingning is really taken to Nanlin, Xiao Yue is certain that even with her brother's protection, she won't live long, as too many people want Song Qingning dead!

Song Qingning watched all this and sneered, "So you think he really likes me?"

In this life, Xiao Ling's persistence and "every effort" were nothing more than the fact that his desire to make her submit had not disappeared. He wanted to take her back to Nanlin, whether to torture her or to make her the Crown Princess.

Once she truly submits and he loses interest, her fate is predictable.

"But you still killed him!" Xiao Yue gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Song Qingning, her hatred undiminished.

Song Qingning recalled the circumstances of Xiao Ling's death.

Xiao Ling conspired with Prince Yu to lead the Southern Lin army into Dajing to aid Prince Yu in his rebellion.

Given that situation, Da Jing had no reason to let him off the hook.

From the perspective of the nation, they are the enemy!

And shoot him...

She wanted to tell Xiao Yue that it was Xiao Ling who asked her to take action, but she quickly changed her mind.

She never regretted shooting Xiao Ling.

I don't want to make excuses for myself.

She understands that Xiao Yue is seeking revenge today, but she doesn't think she deserves to die; it's just a matter of different perspectives.

But the woman before me, her eyes stained red with hatred…

Song Qingning's gaze swept over the hideous scar on Xiao Yue's ear.

For a princess to suffer such severe injuries, resulting in disfigurement, it's not hard for her to guess how these injuries came about.

The emperor is ruthless, and if news of tonight's events reaches Nanlin, Xiao Yue will have nowhere to hide.

A commotion arose outside the door.

Xie Xuanjin arrived with his men.

The three people in the room all glanced at the tightly closed door.

A hint of panic flashed in Xiao Yue's eyes. Song Qingning noticed this and slowly said, "Xiao Yue, even if you kill me tonight, you won't be able to leave this palace. How about we make a deal?"

"trade?"

"Yes, it's a deal. You release my sister-in-law, and I'll send you away from the palace. You don't have to go back to Nanlin. You can live a good life in Dajing under an assumed name. Your brother would definitely want you to live a good life too," Song Qingning said.

"Live well." Xiao Yue's eyes trembled slightly.

She was actually afraid of dying.

So, she felt fear in front of Xie Xuanjin; it was instinctive.

But thinking of her brother's death, she was no longer afraid of dying.

After a moment, Xiao Yue smiled slightly. "Song Qingning, are you so sure that I'd let you go just to live? My mother died when I was very young. Although my brother and I don't share the same mother, he's the only one who truly cares about me!"

"I like him... Ha, so what if I like him? Whether it's the liking of family or the liking of a man and a woman, all I know is that the person who killed him will be buried with him!"

"And you, Song Qingning..."

A murderous intent gathered in Xiao Yue's eyes, and she suddenly pressed the hairpin in her hand against Yan Shi's neck, as if she were about to stab her.