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"Xiao Yue!"

Song Qingning noticed her movement and stood up abruptly.

Despite the sharp gaze, the hairpin ultimately failed to pierce the skin.

However, Song Qingning's reaction was exactly what Xiao Yue wanted to see.

"Ha, worried I'll hurt her? Song Qingning, my target today is you. As long as you do as I say and satisfy me, I won't hurt her!"

Xiao Yue's lips curled into a wildly smug smile.

"What do you want me to do?" Song Qingning frowned.

Xiao Yue is skilled in poisons.

She quickly pulled a porcelain bottle from her bosom and threw it at Song Qingning.

Song Qingning raised her hand and firmly grasped the porcelain bottle.

Almost instantly, Song Qingning guessed what she was going to do.

really!

"Last time at Sifangguan, I just wanted to embarrass you and vent my brother's anger. But you are indeed as difficult to deal with as he said. But it's okay, there's still a chance. You have to try what I've painstakingly developed."

"But this time, I'm not going to embarrass you."

It's not just embarrassing, it's life-threatening!

That's a deadly poison with no antidote. It will cause your intestines to burst and you'll suffer excruciating torment until you die!

"Ning'er, no!" Madam Yan exclaimed.

The moment she moved, the hairpin pierced her skin, and pain shot through her, but she couldn't care less.

Xiao Yue ignored Yan Shi, but instead met Song Qingning's gaze, gripping the hairpin in her hand tightly, her eyes filled with even more threat, "So now, I want you to open the bottle and take a sip."

One sip and both life and death are lost.

Song Qingning clutched the porcelain bottle in her hand, her gaze falling on Yan's bleeding neck. She saw Yan shaking her head repeatedly, muttering "No."

Song Qingning tightened her grip inch by inch.

She gave Xiao Yue a way to live, but she didn't want to live.

Her desire to make Xiao Ling pay with her life was stronger than she had imagined.

That being the case...

"Okay." Song Qingning lowered her eyes.

"Ning'er!"

"Shut up!"

Xiao Yue suppressed Yan Shi's voice, her eyes burning with madness.

Even though she knew that the hostage she held was of considerable importance, Song Qingning's straightforwardness still surprised her.

The more this was the case, the less she dared to let her guard down.

My brother said that Song Qingning is not easy to deal with!

Xiao Yue swallowed hard, focusing even more intently on Song Qingning, her whole body tense, ready to defend against any tricks she might pull.

She watched as Song Qingning opened the porcelain bottle.

Watching Song Qingning hold the porcelain bottle, slowly raising it to her lips.

"Ning'er, no!"

Yan spoke again, her eyes reddening with anxiety.

Xiao Yue frowned, about to tell her to shut up again, but at that moment, a voice rang out.

"Xiao Ling!"

The voice came from Song Qingning. Xiao Yue frowned and saw that Song Qingning was looking behind her. In that instant, she almost subconsciously turned around.

It was at that time that Song Qingning seized the opportunity.

He gripped the porcelain bottle tightly, and it shattered instantly.

Song Qingning casually picked up one of the fragments and struck Xiao Yue's wrist.

"what……"

With a scream, a shard of porcelain pierced Xiao Yue's flesh, right into the hand that held the hairpin. In the excruciating pain, she could no longer hold onto the hairpin.

With a clink, the hairpin fell to the ground.

Xiao Yue realized something and immediately tried to grab Yan Shi's neck, but she was too late.

The moment Song Qingning threw out that porcelain shard, she had already leaped forward.

Her weight affected her speed, but she still managed to grab Yan's hand before Xiao Yue could react.

Song Qingning pulled Yan Shi back a few steps, bracing her waist against the corner of the table behind her to barely keep her balance.

Xiao Yue looked at her injured wrist, the blood flowing out, and her eyes trembled slightly.

She's been poisoned!

That poison will kill you if you drink it, and it will also kill you if it gets into a wound!

"Song Qingning!" Xiao Yue gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with an even more intense madness. She knew she had run out of bargaining chips and was no longer in a position of advantage.

At this moment, if Song Qingning gives an order or the door opens, she will die before the poison takes effect.

But she was not reconciled.

She wants revenge!

She wanted Song Qingning to be buried with her brother!

And now, what can she do?

Suddenly, she thought of something, took out the porcelain shard from her wrist, and originally intended to strike Song Qingning, but in a flash, she changed her mind.

She could easily dodge Song Qingning's attacks.

However, the heir apparent of the Ningguo Duke's mansion was not skilled in martial arts.

Song Qingning cares about her and will save her!

Sure enough, the porcelain shard flew towards Yan Shi, heading straight for her cheek. Just as it was about to graz her skin, Song Qingning caught the shard.

Still shaken and weak, Yan was unaware of the cut on Song Qingning's palm.

"Someone come here!"

Song Qingning gave the order.

Outside the door, Xie Xuanjin and his men were already waiting at a distance, unaware of the situation inside, and no one dared to approach.

Upon hearing Song Qingning's voice, Xie Xuanjin rushed forward, kicked open the door, and quickly assessed the situation inside.

He slashed at Xiao Yue with the long sword in his hand.

The longsword is sharp enough to cut through iron like mud.

With a scream, the longsword severed Xiao Yue's arm.

Xiao Yue and her arm fell to the ground at the same time.

Xie Xuanjin ignored her and went straight to check on Song Qingning. After confirming that she was alright, his sharp gaze swept over the person on the ground.

He wanted to kill her on the spot.

But this is Ning'er's palace. If you're going to kill someone, you can't kill them here!

"Take him away..."

Xie Xuanjin was radiating a fierce aura.

Despite the overwhelming killing intent, Xiao Yue was no longer afraid. She knew she wouldn't survive, but neither would Song Qingning!

Thinking this, she burst into wild laughter.

Seeing the guards approach, she gritted her teeth, used almost all her strength to get up, and rushed towards Song Qingning.

Before she even got close to Song Qingning, Xiao Yue's body stiffened.

The blood-stained sword pierced through her body.

"Heh, heh heh..."

With her laughter, large mouthfuls of blood gushed from her mouth, making her look ferocious and horrifying.

Xie Xuanjin frowned, disgustedly loosened his grip on the sword, and used his entire body to shield Song Qingning, not wanting her to see this horrifying scene.

But it couldn't stop Xiao Yue's voice.

Xiao Yue lost her balance and fell to the ground with a thud.

After that loud bang, Xiao Yue's laughter stopped.

"Song, Song Qingning, I, I didn't lose! I've avenged my brother!" Xiao Yue's lips parted.

She rushed towards Song Qingning just to say those words to her.

But mixed with the blood gushing from his mouth, his words were muffled and indistinct, and could not be heard clearly.

But she kept repeating it until her last breath was gone.

The body was removed.

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

The Duke of Ningguo, Lady Lu, and Song Shiyin entered and inquired about the situation of Song Qingning and Lady Yan.

Yan's neck was cut, but fortunately the wound was not deep and she was not seriously injured. She was also pregnant and was feeling weak all over after the ordeal.

Song Shiyin stayed by her side, watching the imperial physician treat her wounds.

Song Qingning's mind was filled with the unclear words Xiao Yue had just spoken, and she tried hard to decipher and piece them together.

I roughly know what she said.

She said: She didn't lose! She got her revenge.

As Song Qingning looked at the wound on her hand being bandaged by the imperial physician, unease gradually crept into her heart.

Just then, a panicked shout came from Madam Lu.

"Ning, Ning'er..."