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Song Qingyan walked out of the main room.

She still held the dagger in her hand, her red dress stained with blood.

When the figure appeared in the telescope, Song Qingning knew that Song Qingyan had indeed killed Song Mingtang.

Once they learned that the other knew they had poisoned each other, Song Qingyan and Song Mingtang were destined to fight to the death.

Everything went as Song Qingning had predicted.

Everything went smoothly.

Song Qingyan did not leave in a hurry. She went into another room, changed her clothes, and when she reappeared, she had changed from red to white.

She stood in the yard for a long time, then poured kerosene all around her.

As night fell, Song Qingyan threw a fire into the main room, setting the entire house ablaze.

The fire started.

In the firelight, Song Qingyan's face appeared even more ferocious and terrifying.

Soon, the soldiers from the military patrol arrived.

The fire was already quite large, and since the house was ownerless and had been uninhabited for a long time, and people also knew that the house was haunted, they did not try to put out the fire, letting it engulf the entire house.

After the military patrolmen left, Song Qingyan, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally left.

Such a large fire would be enough to burn Song Mingtang's body to ashes and destroy all evidence.

Little did she know that Song Mingtang's body was no longer in the house.

Song Qingyan returned to the Marquis's residence.

She wore a black cloak that covered her entire face. As soon as she entered the room, before she could even light a candle, she saw a person sitting inside.

"what……"

Song Qingyan gasped in fright, for a moment thinking she had seen Song Mingtang's ghost.

Until that person called her: "Yan'er".

Liu's voice slightly calmed Song Qingyan's rising fear, but her anger remained. She rebuked Liu, "Liu, what are you doing in my room?"

In his haste, he didn't even call her "Second Aunt".

Madam Liu hurriedly lit the candle, saying, "I was so engrossed in thinking that I didn't realize it was already dark."

The candlelight illuminated the room.

Madam Liu turned around, looked Song Qingyan up and down, and asked in surprise at her attire, "Where have you been today?"

A guilty look flashed in Song Qingyan's eyes, and she quickly looked away. "Where can I go? It's too stuffy in the room. I need to get some fresh air. Everyone in this Marquis's mansion is laughing at me. Am I supposed to stay here and make myself unhappy?!"

She spoke with conviction, yet also with a sense of grievance.

Madam Liu felt sorry for her, "You've suffered so much, Yan'er, don't be afraid, it won't always be like this."

Song Qingyan scoffed at her words of comfort, but agreed with her, "Yes, it won't always be like this!"

Thinking about the way out she had found, she became even more determined to give it a shot.

Tonight, Jinshenglou will host a banquet for the top three finishers in the imperial examination.

She learned from Shen Yue's servant that Shen Yue would be going to Jinsheng Tower.

She originally looked down on the Shen family's merchant background. Compared to Prince Yun, Shen Yue was far inferior in both status and appearance.

But she couldn't find an opportunity to get close to Prince Yun.

Having lost Mingyue Xian's painting, she had no choice but to settle for Shen Yue.

This is the only high branch she can climb.

Song Qingyan took off her cloak. She wanted to dress up and go to Jinsheng Tower to find an opportunity to get close to Shen Yue.

"Yan'er!"

Suddenly, Liu called her name and walked towards her.

Liu's eyes were full of concern.

But Song Qingyan disliked her concerned appearance. Her concern reminded her again and again that she was Liu's daughter, and the daughter of a concubine's second wife.

Liu seemed about to touch her face.

Song Qingyan subconsciously took a step back, but Liu grabbed her hand and then touched behind her ear.

Liu withdrew her hand, and in the candlelight, a smear of bright red appeared on her hand.

is blood!

Song Mingtang's blood!

Song Qingyan's heart skipped a beat.

"Yan'er, this is blood! How can there be blood? Yan'er, are you injured?" Madam Liu anxiously checked her body.

She didn't suspect anything.

Song Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Liu Shi with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

Song Mingtang is dead, and no one knows what she did today. As long as she doesn't say anything, how would Liu know that she killed Song Mingtang?

Even the corpses were burned away.

Liu will never know this in her lifetime.

Song Qingyan forced a smile. "I'm not injured. I went out today and encountered some fighting. They were probably martial arts people. This blood must have accidentally splattered on me."

She casually gave Liu a reason.

Not wanting to stay with Liu for even a moment longer, he pushed her out the door, saying, "Second Aunt, I need to rest."

Before Liu could say anything more, Song Qingyan had already closed the door.

The dried bloodstains were still on Liu's fingertips.

For some reason, Liu's heart had been pounding wildly ever since she touched the bloodstain. At first, she thought it was because she was worried that Yan'er was hurt.

She just checked and Yan'er wasn't injured.

But my heart was still pounding, thumping as if it were about to jump out of my chest.

It was also accompanied by unease.

"What's wrong?" Liu clutched her chest, her heart pounding with anxiety.

Suddenly, she thought of the prison cart that had passed by the Marquis's mansion earlier that day, and her unease intensified.

She couldn't find the reason for her unease.

But now, the only thing that holds her heart is Tang'er.

"Tang'er." Madam Liu murmured Song Mingtang's name, then hurriedly returned to her room, washed the blood off her hands, and went to the small Buddhist shrine to continue praying to the Bodhisattva for protection.

After dressing up, Song Qingyan came out of the room.

Hearing Liu's voice praying to Buddha for Song Mingtang's blessing coming from her room, a cold smile appeared on his lips. "It's time to pray to Buddha for Song Mingtang to be reborn into a better family in his next life!"

She never believed in ghosts or gods.

Once you're dead, you're dead. There's no such thing as an afterlife.

Therefore, Song Qingyan is determined to get everything she wants in this life.

In terms of status, position, and honor, they must surpass Song Qingning!

Song Qingyan put on a veil and left the mansion through the back gate.

The Jinsheng Building was bustling with unprecedented activity.

Today, Jinshenglou is divided into three parts.

The first floor was mostly occupied by wealthy merchants who had paid to reserve seats.

The second floor housed some officials who had been invited.

The third floor was reserved for prominent families, as well as the top three scholars in the imperial examinations.

The top three winners of today's palace examination are the main characters, but everyone knows that the most important person today is Prince Rui, Xie Yuqi, who sits in the main seat.

The Emperor bestowed a marriage upon Princess Yuzhen and Ye Shu, the third-ranked scholar.

Prince Rui will definitely be praising his future brother-in-law tonight.

The banquet was filled with a peaceful atmosphere.

Suddenly a voice rang out, "Second Brother? It's so lively, why didn't you invite me?"

They looked over at the sound.

It was Xie Yunli.

Xie Yunli, dressed in magnificent robes, with a bright and cheerful smile, walked in as he spoke, followed by Prince Huai, Xie Xuanjin.

Xie Yunli looked around and saw that every seat was occupied.

Xie Yunli's face immediately darkened, and he summoned the shopkeeper.

"Does the manager of Jinshenglou look down on my Prince Yu's Mansion and Prince Huai's Mansion? All the other prominent families have been invited, but I, the young master, and Prince Huai are the only ones left out!"

Xie Yunli looked displeased.

The innkeeper immediately came forward to apologize, "It was my oversight. The guest list was from three years ago. Three years ago, Prince Yun was traveling abroad, and His Highness Prince Huai was not in the capital..."

"Is that really the case?" Xie Yunli's expression remained unsettled.

"That's right, that's right."

Xie Yunli glanced at the shopkeeper, then looked at Prince Rui, Xie Yuqi.

"I thought it was Second Brother's idea. I heard that Jinsheng Restaurant is a property of the Shen family. Second Brother, isn't this a Shen family property?"