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When Xie Yunli's mind was filled with the words "Fourth Sister-in-law".

Song Qingyan approached him in front of everyone, presenting a sword tassel with both hands, "Young Master Yun..."

She lowered her eyes, looking shy.

It was as if the tassel on the sword in her hand was a token of love between her and Xie Yunli.

Jiang Sheng's already angry face grew even angrier.

Liu's eyes were filled with hope, and she saw a bright future ahead.

Even the old Marquis Song was excited. He did not approve of breaking off the engagement, fearing it would damage the image of the Marquis's mansion in the eyes of the old Duke Meng.

If Qingyan has a chance to marry the heir of Prince Yu's mansion, then he can take a gamble.

If he had to choose between the Prince Yu's Mansion and the Duke Meng's Mansion, he would choose the Prince Yu's Mansion, since not just anyone can become in-laws with the Prince Yu's Mansion!

At that time, the Crown Prince will call him Grandfather.

Even Prince Yu and his wife would respect him as an elder.

The more Lord Song thought about it, the more excited he became.

He stared at the sword tassel in Song Qingyan's hand, wishing he could immediately kick the Jiang family out of the Marquis's mansion and take back all those boxes of junk.

"What is this?" Xie Yunli asked quietly.

The voice was calm, but only Princess Rouan knew the danger hidden beneath that calm.

My brother is usually carefree and friendly to everyone, but what he hates most is deception.

Song Qingyan blinked, slightly taken aback. "This is the token the young master gave me that night."

As she answered, she handed the sword tassel in her hand to Xie Yunli.

Xie Yunli still didn't answer.

Instead, he sneered, "A token? When did I ever give you any token?"

Song Qingyan looked up in shock and finally saw the gloom on Xie Yunli's face, which frightened her.

My mind is a little confused.

Forcing a smile, he said, "Young Master Yun, are you joking?"

"Yes, I was just joking," Xie Yunli said.

Song Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Yunli then changed the subject, "I was just joking when I told you earlier that I gave you a token, but who knew Miss Song was so capable that she actually produced a token."

Xie Yunli reached out and took the sword tassel, gripping it tightly in his hand.

Song Qingyan felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her head.

It took me a while to realize that I had made a mistake, a huge mistake!

"Yun, Prince Yun, please let me explain." Song Qingyan was very flustered. She tried her best to suppress her panic. She wanted to make amends and explain.

Xie Yunli generously gave her a chance, "Fine, explain yourself."

Song Qingyan's mind went blank.

I was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on my back, but I couldn't think of a suitable reason.

"Don't know how to explain?" Xie Yunli smiled kindly. "I'll help you."

Xie Yunli gave a wink to the guards behind him.

The guards were given to him by his fourth brother; they were elites trained by his fourth brother.

With just a glance, the guard knew what he was going to do.

Upon receiving the order, the guard stepped forward, grabbed Song Qingyan's shoulders, and lifted her into the air.

"Ah..." Song Qingyan was so frightened that her face turned pale.

When I came to my senses, I found myself on the roof.

The guard loosened his grip, and Song Qingyan swayed, almost rolling down.

"Yan'er, my Yan'er..." Madam Liu was terrified.

The main roof in the front yard is the tallest; falling from it would cause serious injury.

Fortunately, Song Qingyan managed to steady herself and squat down to maintain her balance.

"Quick, come and save me!" Song Qingyan's legs were weak, her whole body was limp, and she couldn't stop trembling. She dared not look down.

Xie Yunli sneered: "When you saved my mother that day, you flew out of the fire. You know martial arts, so you could have just flown down from that height. What are you afraid of? You don't need anyone to save you."

Song Qingyan was even more terrified upon hearing this.

She doesn't know any martial arts.

What frightened her even more was that Xie Yunli had already suspected that she wasn't the one who saved Princess Yu.

If she can fly down, she can prove that there is still room for redemption.

Song Qingyan turned around and glanced down.

With just one glance, his legs trembled like a leaf.

She quickly looked away.

She couldn't do it; if she flew down, she would be crippled and her life would be ruined.

"It seems Miss Song can't fly, so she's not the one to save my mother. In that case, I have no reason to back you up," Xie Yunli said.

Song Qingning glanced at him, a smile playing in her eyes.

She knew from the day Song Qingyan impersonated him that Xie Yunli was not so easily fooled.

I'm afraid Song Qingyan still has a lot of trouble to suffer.

"Old Marquis, congratulations! Today your family is holding a betrothal ceremony and inviting the bride-to-be to a high place for a panoramic view. Is that alright?" Xie Yunli asked the old Marquis.

His smile was gentle, yet it sent chills down your spine.

The old marquis understood everything at this moment.

Song Qingyan actually impersonated the person who saved Princess Yu and dared to deceive the Prince Yu's mansion. Where did she get the audacity?

The old Marquis no longer dared to dream of a marriage alliance with the Prince Yu's family.

Right now, the priority is to protect the Yongning Marquis's residence from being implicated. "No problem, no problem. Climbing to a high place and looking into the distance is an auspicious event with a very good meaning."

"When is their wedding date?" Xie Yunli asked.

Previously, the old Marquis only said that the wedding would be completed this year, but the specific time had not yet been set.

When Xie Yunli asked this question, the old Marquis immediately understood the implication.

Hurry!

The old marquis glanced at Jiang Sheng.

Thinking of what Madam Jiang had just said, that Jiang Sheng had a good chance of winning the imperial examination, he could only take a gamble. "Let's set the date on the day the results are announced. We'll invite the young master to our house for a celebratory feast."

The imperial examinations were less than two months away, and the results would be announced shortly afterward.

It won't be long.

Xie Yunli was very satisfied, and Song Qingning was also very satisfied.

However, Song Qingyan and Madam Liu were struck dumb.

"Isn't this too rushed? We can wait a little longer," Liu suggested, trying to stall for time.

The old marquis angrily rebuked her, "Who gave you the right to speak here!"

Liu shut her mouth in embarrassment.

Xie Yunli turned and left with a cold laugh.

Song Qingyan hadn't expected things to turn out this way. She was unwilling to accept it. Seeing Xie Yunli about to leave, she desperately tried to grab onto something, so she shouted loudly, "Young Master Yun, I am Mingyue..."

She is Mingyue Xian!

She almost said it.

But she suddenly realized that even if she revealed her identity, Xie Yunli would still doubt her.

If the timing is wrong, it could ruin this identity.

Now she only has this one trump card left, and she must use it carefully!

Song Qingyan stopped speaking at the right moment.

Xie Yunli stopped in his tracks.

He looked up at the sky.

As June approaches, the first rays of the blazing sun appear.

The sun is shining brightly today, but where is the moon in the daytime?

"Miss Song will have to wait until evening to enjoy the moon," Xie Yunli said in a merciful tone. "How about this, from now on, Miss Song can stay on the roof and enjoy the moon until evening."

"Miss Song enjoys admiring the bright moon, so let's enjoy it for a few more nights. Is three nights enough? Once you've had your fill, you can come down."

Xie Yunli's face was all smiles, but his words were more biting than the winter wind.

Song Qingyan felt her body sway.

She wished she could just fall off the roof.

Liu collapsed to the ground.

How could Yan'er possibly endure spending three days and three nights on the roof?!

Song Qingning smiled with satisfaction.

After three days and three nights, Song Qingyan's delicate skin was probably going to peel off a layer of skin.

Xie Yunli glanced at the smile on his fourth sister-in-law's face, paused for a moment, and quietly tightened his grip on the sword tassel in his hand.

He then ordered the guards:

"You stay here and supervise. If she dares to leave halfway, you'll be held responsible!"

He then called Princess Rouan to his side and whispered a few words in her ear.

Princess Rou'an listened with a shocked expression, then glanced at Song Qingning and assured Xie Yunli, "Brother, don't worry, leave this to me!"