A wicked mother swaps her son and sucks his blood? The true legitimate daughter is reborn and goes o

Liu screamed and scrambled to her feet.

Blood? How could there be blood?

"Tell me, where did you find this jade pendant?" Madam Liu questioned the little beggar again, a bad feeling creeping into her heart.

The little beggar pointed to the spot where she had just fallen, "Here, right here!"

Liu stared at the bloodstains on the ground.

Besides the bloodstains, the mottled marks on the ground resembled a human figure, as if corpse oil had seeped into the ground.

A guess flashed through Liu's mind, then she shook her head in horror, "No, no, it can't be Tang'er. Tang'er won't die. Tang'er is in prison. It can't be Tang'er."

She tried her best to comfort herself, telling herself that her guess was wrong.

Shen Ao went to the Jingzhao Yin prison, but Tang'er wasn't there. They said that Tang'er had been transferred to the Ministry of Justice prison, but Tang'er wasn't in the Ministry of Justice prison either.

They also said that before the handover, his sister visited him every day.

Suddenly, Liu remembered the prison cart that passed by the Marquis's mansion on the day Song Shiyin became the top scholar in the imperial examination, and her body stiffened abruptly.

"Tang'er, that's Tang'er!" Liu's eyes were filled with panic and her eyes were red.

She was certain it was Song Mingtang, and regretted not chasing after him that day to find out more.

Did Tang'er really come here? And what happened?

Liu tried to sort out her thoughts, got up and walked outside, but stepped on a strange object in the ashes.

She looked down and saw a broken bracelet at her feet, its color exactly the same as the jade pendant in her hand.

That belongs to Yan'er...

In the blink of an eye, another terrifying guess came to mind, and Liu's face grew even paler.

"No, no, they're siblings, blood siblings. What happened before was just a minor squabble. Yan'er couldn't possibly be so heartless! How could she possibly want to kill Tang'er!"

"No, no."

Liu murmured repeatedly.

But then she recalled how Yan'er had always been perfunctory in her attempts to persuade Prince Rui to get her brother out of prison.

She hadn't noticed it then, but now, upon reflection, it seemed that Yan'er knew Tang'er couldn't possibly come back.

She didn't want to believe her guess, but countless details in her memory were slapping her in the face.

Liu felt difficulty breathing.

Suddenly, she gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with ferocity, grabbed the broken bracelet, and staggered away.

She was going to find Yan'er and ask her what she had done to Tang'er!

Lady Liu went to Prince Rui's residence again.

However, they were still turned away and did not see Song Qingyan, nor did they receive any news about her.

Inside the Jing Shui Nunnery.

Song Qingyan was still wearing the same brocade dress she had arrived in, but the dress was now dirty and her hair was disheveled. She had lost the elegance she had when she was "Bright Moon Fairy" and the nobility of the eldest daughter of the Yongning Marquis's mansion.

After arriving at Jing Shui Nunnery, she was put to work as a servant and treated as a laborer.

At this moment, she was kneeling in the main hall of the nunnery, wiping the floor.

Suddenly, a pair of shoes appeared in front of her. Song Qingyan paused, and a hint of fear quickly surfaced in her eyes.

The next instant, a foot stepped on her hand.

Song Qingyan trembled all over in pain, but she dared not cry out, for the more she cried out, the more severe the punishment would be.

"Consort Song, the master instructed us to take good care of your hands. Don't blame me for being cruel." The old nun increased the pressure on her foot, almost crushing her hand.

The master he referred to was Prince Rui.

Song Qingyan gritted her teeth, sweating profusely from the pain, but could only endure it.

The old nun, having punished her enough, kicked Song Qingyan away. Noticing the renewed bleeding from the wound on her right hand, she frowned in disgust. "Bad luck! Hurry up and wash it! If you let blood stain the hall, you'll be sorry!"

After saying that, he knocked over the bucket next to him.

The water splashed on Song Qingyan's hands was icy cold, and Song Qingyan trembled even more violently.

The old nun glanced at her disdainfully.

Just then, another nun came hurrying over carrying a food box.

"It's time to deliver food to the one in the backyard. I don't dare go myself, let her go!"

The nun handed it to Song Qingyan and ordered her, "Get up now and take it over there!"

Song Qingyan knew that someone lived in the backyard.

That man has a bad temper; he killed a nun the other day.

After that, no one dared to approach that courtyard.

This task fell to Song Qingyan.

Song Qingyan dared not disobey, so she got up, picked up the food box, and went to the backyard.

In the backyard wing, lived a man named Xiao Ling.

At this moment, besides Xiao Ling, there was another person in the room. That person was dressed in a low-key manner, but the noble air between his brows was no less than that of the Crown Prince of Nanlin.

"It's rare for Prince Yu to come and see me in person." Xiao Ling wiped the sword in his hand, the sharp blade gleaming coldly.

Prince Yu lowered his eyes and sipped his tea. "Song Qingning has been keeping an eye on Shen Ao lately, so it's inconvenient for him to come. I had to come myself."

"Song Qingning!" Upon hearing this name, Xiao Ling paused in wiping his sword.

He jumped off the cliff that day.

Not long after, a sword fell from the sky and pierced his chest. He almost died, but luckily he survived.

That sword was the same one that had slashed his back.

Song Qingning, she actually tried to harm him like this again!

Xiao Ling's face darkened, and he angrily threw the sword aside.

Prince Yu caught a glimpse of the tassel hanging from the sword hilt, his eyes widened slightly, and he recognized it at a glance.

Not long ago, Xie Yunli asked him for a sword.

Yunli was engrossed in calligraphy and painting and had no interest in swordsmanship. Later, he learned that Yunli had suddenly asked him for a sword in order to hang a sword tassel on it.

The sword tassel was exactly the same as the one in front of him.

It belongs to Song Qingning!

Song Qingning did more than one thing that ruined his life.

He had long regarded Song Qingning as a thorn in his side. "Song Qingning injured the Crown Prince. I can kill her to avenge the Crown Prince."

As soon as Prince Yu finished speaking, Xiao Ling's sharp gaze swept towards him.

"You dare kill her!"

"..."

Prince Yu frowned; Xiao Ling's reaction was unusual. "Could it be that the Crown Prince has taken a liking to her?"

Xiao Ling sneered, his eyes full of disdain. "Take a fancy to her? She almost killed me twice. How could I possibly take a fancy to her?"

In his eyes, Song Qingning was never a woman.

He wanted to spare her life so he could take revenge himself!

Xiao Ling warned again: "In short, you mustn't touch her!"

Prince Yu, however, did not believe his explanation.

He always felt that Xiao Ling would ruin things and hoped that he would return to Nanlin soon. "When will the Crown Prince leave Dajing? The Capital City Guard has been ordered to search for the 'assassin.' I am worried that if this goes on for too long, he will not be able to hide anymore."

Xiao Ling smiled mysteriously, "This Crown Prince will not leave."

"Not leaving?" Prince Yu frowned.

"Yes, we won't leave!"

Xiao Ling stood up, his previous anger and gloom completely gone, and picked up the sword he had just discarded, continuing to wipe it clean.

"Before setting off for Dajing, I, the Crown Prince, had already made an agreement with my father that if things went smoothly, I would immediately return to Nanlin. If I did not return immediately, my father would send an envoy and my sister to Dajing under the pretext of a marriage alliance."

That night, he personally negotiated the alliance with "her".

But he didn't want to leave either.

Song Qingning deserves an explanation!

He might be able to bring Song Qingning back to Nanlin and properly avenge those two sword wounds!

Half a month later, news reached the capital that Nanlin had sent envoys to Dajing to discuss a marriage alliance.

Upon hearing this news, Song Qingning realized that Xiao Ling had made another move.

They searched almost the entire capital city but couldn't find any trace of Xiao Ling.

Once the envoy arrives in the capital, Xiao Ling will no longer need to hide.

We need to find Xiao Ling quickly!

Just as she was worrying about where Xiao Ling was hiding, she received a letter that day.

Upon seeing the contents of the letter, Song Qingning's eyes narrowed. "Jingshui Nunnery!"

Xiao Ling is hiding in Jing Shui Nunnery?!

Song Qingning left a letter for the Prince of Huai and went straight to Jing Shui Nunnery.

As soon as she stepped out, Madam Liu followed her out of the Marquis's residence, hurriedly boarded a carriage, and sternly instructed the driver, "Follow Song Qingning, follow her!"