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The force wasn't great, but it caused Song Qingyan to stumble and fall to the ground.

Song Qingyan twisted her ankle.

But she couldn't care less about the pain at that moment. When she saw Xie Yuqi walk up to the painting, a look of despair appeared in her eyes.

The prince saw it.

He recognized that it was Mingyue Xian's painting, and knew that Song Qingning was the real Mingyue Xian.

She lied to him!

What will be the consequences of deceiving Prince Rui?

A chill ran through Song Qingyan's body, and she dared not think any further.

Xie Yuqi stood in front of the painting for a long time, but only frowned.

Xie Yuqi didn't understand painting; he only found the painting in front of him pleasing to the eye, but couldn't see anything else in it.

Minister Cui asked with a puzzled look, "Your Highness Prince Rui doesn't recognize who made this?"

"Wasn't it painted by Song Qingning?" Xie Yuqi blurted out.

This answer made the aristocratic officials' expressions change even more.

Prince Rui, in both literary and military prowess, was no match for Prince Huai.

He married Mingyuexian and often held banquets to invite people to appreciate his paintings. He showed great admiration for Mingyuexian and talked eloquently about her paintings.

Because of Mingyue Xian, they had a slight liking for him.

But he couldn't even recognize Mingyue Xian's painting.

His admiration for Mingyue Xian was a lie; more likely, Xie Yuqi was the mastermind behind having Song Qingyan impersonate Mingyue Xian to fool and deceive the world!

He treated them like monkeys; it was utterly despicable!

For a moment, everyone was unable to suppress their anger.

They no longer cared whether he was a prince or not.

"Your Highness, can't you even recognize Mingyue Xian's painting?" The first to speak was a fearless remonstrating official.

The others cast condemnatory glances at Xie Yuqi.

Xie Yuqi: "..."

Something seemed to explode in my head.

The painting by Mingyue Xian, painted by Song Qingning...

In a flash, Xie Yuqi connected the reactions of these people and Song Qingyan, and finally understood.

Mingyue Xian is Song Qingning, not Song Qingyan!

Song Qingyan is fake!

She lied to him.

How dare she lie to him!

A surge of anger welled up within him. Before he could investigate Song Qingyan's deception, he realized that everything he had planned had been ruined.

He used the immortal Mingyue to gather aristocratic students.

But they ended up finding a fake Mingyue Xian.

Knowing that Song Qingyan is an imposter, they would surely believe that he deliberately had Song Qingyan impersonate Mingyuexian to deceive and fool them.

Xie Yuqi staggered back a step, his body weak, and something in his eyes seemed to crumble.

Cries of condemnation followed one after another:

"Your Highness, what a cunning trick you have! You're fooling and toying with us like this, are you trying to make a fool of all the aristocratic students?"

"I have devoted myself to the Great Jing Dynasty, and my only hobby is appreciating the paintings of Master Mingyue. You have created a fake Mingyue Xian, making us idolize him and embarrass ourselves. This is truly outrageous!"

Each voice was filled with resentment and anger.

Xie Yuqi panicked slightly, "I didn't know she was an imposter!"

He glared angrily at Song Qingyan, his eyes filled with a desire to tear her to pieces.

He was eager to defend himself, hoping to alleviate the public's resentment towards him.

But then they heard Minister Cui let out a cold laugh.

"His Highness Prince Rui said she was Mingyue Xian, and we believed him. Now he says he didn't know she was a fake. How can we, your humble servants, still believe him?"

"I can't believe it!"

"If you've been scammed once, can you be scammed a second time?"

"Anyone who believes that is a fool!"

They will not believe his explanation at this moment.

Even when he said something afterward, their first reaction was to doubt its truthfulness.

Losing trust means losing the loyalty of your subjects.

This was a devastating blow to a prince who aspired to gain the support of the court officials and ascend to the position of crown prince.

Who will support him again?

Song Qingning watched quietly as the aristocratic officials felt anger and disappointment towards Xie Yuqi. She knew that today's events had shattered Xie Yuqi's hopes of becoming the crown prince.

Xie Yuqi also realized this.

Sure enough, I overheard the courtiers' discussions:

"The divine oracle just now could not possibly have referred to Consort Song."

"Thank God, her true colors were revealed, preventing a terrible mistake. How could a fake Mingyue Xian be one of the Twin Phoenixes?"

If Song Qingyan is not one of the twin phoenixes, then Prince Rui, Xie Yuqi, is not the crown prince referred to by the divine oracle.

How can someone who fools the court officials be fit for the important task of becoming the crown prince?

Xie Yuqi's face turned deathly pale.

He looked to Emperor Yuan for help, but seeing the disappointment and anger in the emperor's eyes, his heart sank even further.

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

He used the sacrificial ceremony to hint to people through divine oracle that Mingyue Xian was the one referred to by the oracle.

All of this was accomplished with the tacit approval and assistance of the Emperor.

But such a good opportunity was completely ruined because of a fake Mingyue Xian.

He hated Song Qingyan to the core!

He will make her pay the price.

But the most urgent task now is to salvage his image.

Xie Yuqi knelt on the ground with a thud and continued to defend himself, "Father, I was also deceived. It was Song Qingyan. She said she was Mingyue Xian and misled me. I believed her, so..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The fearless remonstrating official interrupted him, "A dignified prince being deceived by a woman—what a remarkable tale!"

Xie Yuqi: "..."

"Father..."

"Enough!" Emperor Yuan's face was full of anger as he rubbed his forehead, his head throbbing. "I'm exhausted. Now that the sacrificial ceremony is over, let's prepare..."

He was just about to say that he was preparing to return to the palace.

Suddenly, a clap of thunder.

With a few loud thuds, the rain began to fall.

Just like in my previous life, this rain came suddenly and heavily.

Song Qingning thought of how Xiao Ling had kidnapped her in the rain in her previous life, and glanced at the maid named "Zhi Xia" without leaving a trace.

Xiao Ling witnessed everything that just happened.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and everyone present disregarded everything else and immediately moved to the main hall of the temple to take shelter from the rain.

When the rain started to fall, several people rushed to grab the painting. They used their sleeves to shield themselves from the rain and worked together to carry the painting to the main hall, ensuring that not a single raindrop fell on it.

Emperor Yuan ordered everyone to return to their rooms to rest, and only return to the capital after the rain stopped.

The crowd dispersed.

Only Song Qingyan and Xie Yuqi were getting soaked in the rain.

Song Qingyan twisted her ankle when she fell, and since no one helped her, she couldn't stand up.

Xie Yuqi, on the other hand, wanted to use a self-inflicted injury ruse.

The rain came just in time.

If he gets wet, his father will feel sorry for him, and if the court officials see him sincerely blaming himself, their anger may subside.

Xie Yuqi, thinking about what had happened today, could no longer suppress his anger and turned to walk towards Song Qingyan, the one who had caused him this.

"Your Highness..." Song Qingyan saw him coming and thought he was going to carry her to shelter from the rain.

But the next moment, Xie Yuqi walked up to her and stepped on her injured right hand.

"Ah, Your Highness."

The pain was excruciating.

Song Qingyan looked at Xie Yuqi and was frightened by the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Your Highness, please spare my life!"

She instinctively begged for mercy, but Xie Yuqi slapped her hard across the face again.