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Xie Xuanjin sent Empress Meng out of the capital overnight.

But he did not leave.

The Yongning Marquis's residence received bloodstained letters for several days in a row, all in Song Qingning's handwriting. No matter how Liu and Song Qingyan investigated, they could not find any clues.

"Could it really be that Song Qingning has returned to claim my life?"

Once this thought popped into Liu's head, it kept swirling in her mind, growing stronger with each new letter that arrived.

Not only her, Song Qingyan also began to feel afraid.

She had witnessed Song Qingning's gruesome death firsthand. If she truly returned as a vengeful ghost to claim her own life, then her fate would be...

"Impossible! Impossible! I, Song Qingyan, don't believe in supernatural tales! She's dead, she's dead, she can't hurt me!"

That being said, the ever-increasing fear in Song Qingyan's eyes was quite honest.

Looking at the letters stained with blood, Song Qingyan finally couldn't hold back any longer and prepared to escape.

But Madam Liu stopped her, saying, "Your brother is still lying in the mourning hall. The funeral will be held on a chosen day. How can you leave?"

Song Qingyan's eyes held a resolute look. "Mother, I'm pregnant. The doctor said I need to rest properly. I didn't have to come the night my brother had the accident, but I risked it because he's my brother. I've been staying at the Marquis's residence for quite some time now. How could the Duke's residence and the heir not have any objections? I'm carrying the future heir of the Duke's residence; I can't be careless! What if something happens to the fetus?"

"But……"

Madam Liu glanced at Song Qingyan's still-flat belly. "Your pregnancy is fake, so what could possibly happen?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyan's expression changed drastically.

She was not pregnant.

Shen Yue had recently been bewitched by a vixen, and in order to secure her position, she wanted to use her "pregnancy" to get rid of the vixen.

So she pretended to be pregnant.

Song Qingyan glanced around instinctively to make sure no one was watching before lowering her voice to warn Liu Shi, "Is this something you can say? Do you want someone to overhear and get me killed?!"

"I'm not..."

"Alright, I'm going back to the Duke's mansion. You can handle my brother's funeral yourself. As for who killed my brother..." Song Qingyan thought of Song Qingning again.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

If it really is Song Qingning coming to claim her life, she will definitely stay in the Yongning Marquis's residence.

Song Qingyan shrank back, not daring to look around, and dared not linger for a moment. She hurriedly turned around and left the Marquis's residence, getting into the Duke's carriage.

"Song Qingning, even if you come back to take my life, you will definitely go after my mother first, but I will not sit idly by and wait to die." Song Qingyan thought to herself that once she returned to the Duke of Shen's mansion, she would immediately seek out a sorcerer.

Not long ago, when she went to the palace to see Princess Yuzhen, she heard something.

A woman named Chu Yin was once the fiancée of Ye Shu, a scholar who had passed the imperial examinations. However, Ye Shu was favored by Princess Yu Zhen, and Chu Yin died not long after.

She knew it was Princess Yuzhen who did it.

Little did they know that Princess Yuzhen not only took Chu Yin's life, but also asked a sorcerer to perform a ritual, supposedly to trap Chu Yin's ghost and prevent her from causing trouble out of resentment.

She had secretly mocked Princess Yuzhen for being cowardly, and found this behavior even more absurd.

When a person dies, they are dead. You can't fight back when you're alive, so what can you do when you're dead?

But now, she's afraid.

"Song Qingning, if you really come back, then this Crown Princess will make you die again!"

"I, Song Qingyan, will not let you destroy everything I have now!"

Song Qingyan's eyes remained as vicious as ever.

Inside the carriage, Song Qingning and Song Qingyan sat facing each other.

Song Qingyan's words reached Song Qingning's ears, one by one. Song Qingning's gaze fell on Song Qingyan's lower abdomen, and a cold, sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.

She followed Song Qingyan all the way and naturally overheard her secret about faking her pregnancy.

Not far ahead, Xie Xuanjin had set up an ambush.

With his archery skills, as long as the carriage passes the ambush site, even if Song Qingyan is inside the carriage, he can shoot an arrow through her head.

But at this moment, Song Qingning felt that killing her with an arrow would be too lenient on Song Qingyan.

Thinking of her father and mother's deaths, thinking of her brother being given to Song Mingtang as a gift by Song Qingyan and beaten to death, and thinking of the torture she suffered in that dark and sunless room.

Song Qingning changed her mind.

The carriage slowly moved towards the direction of the Duke of Shen's residence.

Somewhere, a sharp arrow was aimed ahead.

Xie Xuanjin held a bow and arrow in his hand, while Wan Liang watched his master from the side.

Originally, after saving the Empress, they were supposed to leave the capital together, but the Prince stayed behind. In the past few days, the Prince wrote a letter at the inn and asked him to find a way to send it to the Yongning Marquis's residence.

Tonight, he's here with a bow and arrow, seemingly waiting to assassinate someone.

He had inquired about it, but the prince did not answer.

Suddenly, Wan Liang noticed that his lord's brow was slightly furrowed, and he immediately knew that the person his lord wanted to assassinate had arrived.

Xie Xuanjin drew his bow and gathered his strength, and just as the arrow was about to be released, he stopped himself at the last second.

The reason was simple: he heard Song Qingning's voice, "Wait."

Following the sound, Xie Xuanjin looked out the window and asked, "Why?"

"Killing her like this is too easy on her. I want her to lose everything before she dies." Song Qingning's voice was filled with ruthlessness.

Xie Xuanjin understood what she meant.

That day, he heard Song Mingtang talk about Song Shiyin's death. How could Song Qingning not hate such a tragic death?

"Okay, I'll take care of the rest."

Xie Xuanjin spoke gently.

Song Qingning floated on the rooftop extending from the first floor of the inn, watching the carriage pass by. She stayed in the same spot for a long time, with Xie Xuanjin accompanying her.

The two exchanged a few more words.

Wan Liang watched his lord mutter to himself, his worry deepening.

Your Highness, it seems you are truly possessed.

They stayed in the capital for ten days.

Song Qingning spent her days at the Duke of Shen's mansion. She watched Song Qingyan hire sorcerers, watched Shen Yue's newly acquired concubine become arrogant and spoiled, and watched Song Qingyan's savage jealousy.

When Song Qingyan mentioned to her trusted maid that she wanted to "kill two birds with one stone," Song Qingning knew that her opportunity had arrived.

She wanted to use a sorcerer to subdue her, and at the same time, she wanted to cause a miscarriage, then pin the blame for the miscarriage on the concubine, making the concubine guilty and pay with her life.

Song Qingyan is always so greedy!

Song Qingning told Xie Xuanjin the news, and Xie Xuanjin then devised a plan to leak the news to the concubine.

Everything was ready; all that was left was for Song Qingyan to seek her own death.

On this day, the sorcerer entered the Duke of Shen's mansion.

While having breakfast, Song Qingyan said to Shen Yue, "Your Highness, the Taoist priest said that to ensure a safe pregnancy and to pray for our son to be blessed with good fortune, you must be present. So, would it be alright if Your Highness came to my courtyard tonight?"

These days, Shen Yue is constantly bothered by that concubine.

Shen Yue glanced at his beloved concubine who was also having breakfast, and he longed to be with her even more.

But the concubine said, "Tonight, my sister has invited a sorcerer to pray for the health of the baby in her womb. The prince should naturally accompany my sister, and I should also wait and be at your beck and call."

"For such an important event, we should invite the Duke and His Highness Prince Rui."

"Alright, alright, then please come in." Shen Yue looked at his concubine with doting eyes.

Song Qingning floated in the air, watching the fleeting ruthlessness in Song Qingyan's eyes, waiting for the show to begin tonight.