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Just a moment ago, Song Qingyan was arrogant and haughty, but she became so frightened just because her wrist was grabbed.

She's terrified of her!

Without the smooth sailing of her previous life, Song Qingyan suffers repeated setbacks in this life. Lacking confidence, she is just a paper tiger and only fit to be a pawn.

A pawn used to deal with Prince Rui.

Song Qingning blinked.

"Didn't the concubine want me to pay my respects? How can it be enough if only I pay my respects? All my colleagues from the Capital City Guard are outside; it would be more respectable if we all paid our respects to the concubine together!"

"In the next room is the Princess Consort of Prince Yu, and further ahead are Consort Hui, Her Majesty the Empress, and Prince Rui is also in the men's room, along with the Emperor and various noble officials..."

Is she trying to escalate the situation and ruin her image in the eyes of others?!

Panic and anger flashed in Song Qingyan's eyes as she glared at Song Qingning. "Song Qingning, you're threatening me!"

"Who said I threatened you? I sincerely want to pay my respects to Consort Song!" Song Qingning tightened her grip on her wrist and dragged her outside.

Song Qingyan screamed repeatedly.

Song Qingning ignored her.

Only after being dragged to the courtyard gate did Song Qingyan beg for mercy, "Song Qingning, I don't want you to bow anymore, I don't want you to bow anymore..."

Song Qingning stopped in her tracks. "Really?"

Of course it's not true!

Song Qingyan regretted it. She shouldn't have been in such a hurry. She should have had someone by her side to deal with Song Qingning.

But the prince sent all the maids to move his luggage.

Only the mute servant Zhixia was left behind, but she was slacking off somewhere and didn't even come out to protect her when she heard that Zhixia was being bullied.

"Really!" Song Qingyan nodded against her will.

How could Song Qingning not see what she was thinking?

She didn't immediately let go of Song Qingyan, but only released her grip when Song Qingyan struggled to retreat.

Song Qingyan didn't expect her to let go, and staggered backward, unable to steady herself, and finally sat down on the ground with a thud.

A cry of pain startled him.

Song Qingyan's clothes were stained with dust, her hairpin was askew, and she glared at Song Qingning in a disheveled state, "You did this on purpose."

Song Qingning did not deny it.

She did it on purpose.

Song Qingning glanced indifferently at Song Qingyan, then looked off to a certain spot, dusted off her palms, and turned to leave.

Song Qingyan was so angry that her face contorted in rage.

A ring of red marks on her wrist was particularly noticeable.

But Song Qingning grabbed her with her left hand just now, so it seems her right hand is indeed useless.

"Consort, what's wrong..." A maid entered and saw Song Qingyan sitting on the ground, so she immediately went to help her up.

Song Qingyan was still angry and complained about why the two of them had returned so late. Then she saw Zhixia standing under the eaves and said, "Where were you just now? Didn't you see someone bullying this concubine? Why didn't you protect me?"

Zhi Xia slowly turned her gaze away from the courtyard gate.

She was taller than the average woman, and when her gaze swept over Song Qingyan, Song Qingyan felt a shiver run down her spine.

"you……"

Song Qingyan was slightly taken aback. When she looked at Zhixia again, she saw that Zhixia looked timid and was no different from usual.

Zhi Xia gestured with her hands to explain that she had just gone to the backyard to fetch water for the concubine.

The full bucket was right next to it.

Song Qingyan couldn't doubt her, and felt even more aggrieved. She scolded her a few more times before returning to her room.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhixia looked up at the courtyard gate again, a hint of a smile in her eyes.

Song Qingning, it's been a long time!

On the battlefield, she was like an eagle and a wolf, relentlessly killing him like a madwoman.

In the past few days, the woman he saw in the capital of Dajing seemed gentler.

He was shocked to realize that Song Qingning was actually a woman when he saw her dressed as a woman that day.

Just now, she was teasing this concubine of Prince Rui. Her eyes were lively, her expression was strange, and she seemed to have gained a bit more flesh and blood.

She is a woman.

But he doesn't show any tenderness towards women.

He will return that sword to her!

As soon as Song Qingning left Song Qingyan's room, her face darkened.

Xiao Ling!

She found him!

If it weren't for that test just now, even Song Qingning wouldn't have believed that the dignified Crown Prince of Nanlin would disguise himself as a woman.

Xiao Lingnan has feminine features, so it doesn't seem out of place for her to dress up as a maid.

But on the way, she still noticed "her".

It was no coincidence that he met Song Qingyan in the side room.

She was teasing Song Qingyan to test the maid's reaction.

The maid was in the courtyard. When her mistress was in trouble, she hid in the corner of the corridor, neither coming out to help nor showing any panic.

This was not the reaction of an ordinary maid.

His elaborate scheme to appear at the sacrificial ceremony, disguised as a maid, was surely not for a simple purpose.

Song Qingning tried hard to recall her past life.

The sacrificial ceremony to Heaven proceeded without any major mishaps.

What exactly is Xiao Ling going to do?

That night, Song Qingning paid extra attention to the movements in Song Qingyan's room. The mute servant named "Zhixia" did not leave the courtyard at all.

The following day, the ceremony to worship Heaven took place under a clear, bright sky.

When emperors offered sacrifices to Heaven and prayed to the gods, they had to bathe, burn incense, and be sincere.

The aristocratic officials who participated in the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven also had to bathe and burn incense.

The auspicious time for the Heaven-worshiping ceremony is noon when the sun is high in the sky.

The painting that Song Mingtang presented at the Heaven-worshiping ceremony in his previous life carried an auspicious omen. Emperor Yuan was overjoyed, and soon the matter of appointing Xie Yuqi as the crown prince was brought up in the court.

In this life, Xie Yuqi specially brought "Bright Moon Fairy" with him.

She was curious to see how he would use this "Bright Moon Fairy" this time.

Before the sacrificial ceremony began, Xie Yuqi went to Song Qingyan's room. "Have you remembered everything I asked you to do?"

Song Qingyan nodded and said softly, "I remember, Your Highness. Rest assured, I am Mingyue Xian. Although I cannot paint, my identity is real and no one can change it."

Xie Yuqi glanced at her right hand.

Such a grand festival today will surely be recorded by painters.

If her hand is healed, he will suggest that she paint, so that the aristocratic students will elevate Mingyue Xian to a higher position.

Unfortunately, she couldn't draw.

Because of Mingyue Xian, more and more people in the aristocratic families supported him, and even Minister Cui frequently showed him goodwill.

That's good, but not enough.

He wants to create momentum.

His father hinted that he intended to make him the crown prince.

However, the Meng family's power in the court was deeply entrenched, Empress Meng controlled the inner palace without making any mistakes, and Xie Xuanjin had 100,000 Shence Army soldiers at his disposal.

To make him the crown prince, we need external assistance.

The only external force he could think of besides Mingyue Xian was "the will of Heaven".

By borrowing the will of Heaven, they influence people's hearts.

And Mingyue Xian is the one who carries the will of Heaven.

Her prestige among the aristocratic students further helped him win their hearts.

"Did you drink the medicine?" Xie Yuqi asked again to confirm.

"I have already drunk it."

Song Qingyan pointed to the bowl on the table next to her.

The bowl was empty.

Xie Yuqi nodded in satisfaction and took Song Qingyan's hand as they left the courtyard.

On the other side, Emperor Yuan, Empress Meng, and Consort Hui, after bathing and burning incense, also left their respective courtyards.

Xie Xuanjin, Xie Yunli, and Prince Yu and his wife arrived at the altar one after another.

Song Qingning, dressed in the uniform of the Capital City Commandant, stood in an inconspicuous corner.

Upon noticing the maid named "Zhi Xia" attending to Song Qingyan, a strange glint flashed in Song Qingning's eyes.

In just a moment, everything returned to normal.

With the ringing of a bell, the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven began.