Witch, don't do anything reckless!

Chapter 53 Song Zhiwei's Two Faces

The midday sun shone through the window paper, casting shadows on the floor and illuminating two figures inside the room.

Their eyes met, and they remained silent for a moment.

This gentle and delicate face was clearly stunned when she saw a strange masked man suddenly appear in the room.

She stared blankly for a moment before finally realizing what was happening!

assassin?

A flower thief?!

"save----"

Her red lips parted slightly, and the instant she opened her mouth, a sharp gust of wind swept past. Li Chuqiu darted forward and abruptly covered the woman's mouth.

"Mmm--"

Terror filled her eyes as she struggled desperately. The next second, she felt a large hand suddenly grab her waist, and then she felt dizzy and stumbled two steps.

By the time I realized what was happening, my back was slammed against the cold wall, and I was pinned against it with a large hand covering my mouth, rendering me unable to move.

She looked up in fright and met a pair of eyes that were inches away from hers—sharp, cold, scrutinizing, and questioning.

The other person's face was covered, so her appearance was unclear, but her eyes inexplicably sent a shiver down her spine.

A feeling of unease and despair welled up in my heart—

A flower thief?

Or are they enemies?

Finished!

At this moment, Li Chuqiu pinned the Crown Princess against the wall, one hand gripping her waist and the other covering her mouth, completely controlling her.

The woman tried desperately to struggle, but she was too weak and could not move an inch no matter how she tried.

Li Chuqiu stared down at the stunningly beautiful face that was now pale with fear, at the eyes blinking anxiously with dread—

His eyes widened, and his doubts deepened.

—She doesn't know martial arts!

She was completely a weak woman, even—Li Chuqiu's hand touched her soft waist, which was so delicate and boneless that there was no trace of martial arts training.

She is clearly a pampered young lady from a wealthy family!

"Who are you?"

Li Chuqiu changed her voice, speaking in a low, deep tone.

The woman, pinned against the wall and unable to move, had tears welling up in her delicate eyes: "Ugh...ugh..."

His mouth was covered, so he couldn't make a sound.

"Don't shout! If you try anything funny, I'll cut your tongue out, understand?"

Li Chuqiu threatened in a deep voice.

The woman's delicate body trembled, as if she were frightened, and she nodded blankly.

Seeing this, Li Chuqiu slowly opened her mouth.

The woman gasped for fresh air, her face pale, and her voice was terrified and uneasy: "Who, who are you?"

"What do you want to do?!"

Even in such a state of panic, the woman's voice remained melodious, carrying a hint of fragility.

"Who I am is not important; what matters is who you are."

Li Chuqiu stared at the delicate, innocent, and gentle woman in front of her, and already had a guess in her mind.

The woman was both frightened and somewhat surprised. This masked man had barged into her room, but she didn't know who he was.

She said softly, her voice trembling, "My name is Song Zhiwei—"

Li Chuqiu stared at her: "You're the Crown Princess Consort of Prince Jing?!"

Song Zhiwei nodded fearfully.

How can you prove it?

These words startled Song Zhiwei. How could she prove that she was the Crown Prince's consort?

She was already the Crown Princess of Prince Jing, so what further proof was needed?

"I...I was originally the Crown Princess of Prince Jing—"

Song Zhiwei's voice was soft and weak, giving her a pitiful quality. Especially when she was extremely frightened, her eyes would well up with tears, making people feel an irresistible urge to pity her.

"Prince Jing, Princess Consort, and the maids in the manor—they can all testify for me."

Li Chuqiu remained silent, staring at the woman before him who possessed a delicate yet noble air, and he was already mostly convinced of her identity.

The woman before him was exactly the gentle and delicate Miss Song from the Su family in Jiangnan that Xu Jinghong had described.

She is probably the real Crown Prince's consort!

That----

Li Chuqiu stared into her eyes, then suddenly said in a deep voice, "I saw you a few days ago, don't you recognize me?!"

The sudden question made Song Zhiwei tremble. She looked at Li Chuqiu in surprise, as if trying to recall something, but she was still somewhat confused.

Then, she realized something, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Li Chuqiu noticed this hint of panic.

She definitely has a problem!

"You have an accomplice?!"

Not her?

So there are other people involved?

There are two Crown Princesses?!

And this woman before me probably knows of the existence of another "Crown Prince's Consort." Even more likely—are the two of them in cahoots?!

"Speak, what happened?!"

Li Chuqiu stared into her eyes: "What are your motives? Who is she? How did you plot to murder Prince Jing's heir?!"

Faced with three barrages of questions, Song Zhiwei's delicate eyes widened: "I...I didn't—"

"I didn't murder him!"

Li Chuqiu sneered: "So you conspired to murder him?"

"No, no—" Song Zhiwei tried to explain.

"You'd better tell the truth, or else—"

Li Chuqiu gently tightened his hand on her waist, feeling the woman's delicate body tremble violently in his arms.

A blush of embarrassment and panic surfaced on her fair face as she exclaimed, "What...what are you going to do?!"

What do you think?

"No, it's not my fault. I... I was forced, coerced by her—"

Under Li Chuqiu's coercion, the Crown Princess finally couldn't hold back and weakly and pitifully confessed.

"I know nothing!"

Li Chuqiu stared at her and demanded, "Who is she?"

"First, a very beautiful woman, but I... I don't know who she is."

"Tell me in detail, how did she coerce you?" Li Chuqiu continued to question.

Song Zhiwei bit her lower lip, her eyes brimming with tears: "You, you can let me go first—you're hurting me!"

At this moment, the Crown Princess was still pinned against the wall by Li Chuqiu, unable to move. Her delicate skin could not withstand Li Chuqiu's rough actions, and her face turned red with pain.

Upon hearing this, Li Chuqiu looked down.

What they saw was the magnificent sight of the Crown Princess's full, rounded breasts, trembling slightly. Her chest heaved with fear and tension, rising and falling gently with her rapid breathing.

Li Chuqiu withdrew her gaze and simultaneously released her hand.

Finally regaining her mobility, Song Zhiwei's delicate body suddenly relaxed, almost causing her to fall to the ground. She only managed to stay upright by bracing herself against the wall behind her.

She took deep breaths, rubbed her aching back, and gave Li Chuqiu a resentful look.

She was pitiful, yet incredibly charming.

Li Chuqiu said expressionlessly, "Speak!"

Song Zhiwei seemed somewhat frightened, cautiously glancing around before speaking softly, "Her... I don't actually know who she is—I only know she's very mysterious and very capable—"

"She's impersonating me—it seems like she's hiding something—"

The Crown Princess spoke softly and slowly.

The matter was not complicated. During the marriage alliance between the Prince Jing's Mansion and the Song family, the wedding procession was on its way when the real Princess Consort of the Prince Jing was kidnapped by a mysterious woman.

The mysterious woman kidnapped Song Zhiwei, then used her disguise skills to impersonate her and infiltrate the Prince Jing's residence as the Crown Prince's wife.

Song Zhiwei was unsure of the woman's purpose, but guessed that it was probably aimed at the Prince Jing's heir.

Then came the night of their wedding. The Prince Jing's heir was assassinated, and she, the true heir's wife, remained imprisoned in the bridal chamber, while the mysterious woman disappeared without a trace.

"It is indeed possible that she murdered the Prince Jing's heir."

Song Zhiwei said softly and weakly, "But, this really has nothing to do with me. I was coerced by her, and I don't know anything about it—"

"After the death of the Prince Jing's heir, she did not leave the Prince Jing's residence and has been impersonating me these past few days—"

I, on the other hand, was coerced by her into being held captive here—”

After listening to the Crown Princess's story, Li Chuqiu seemed to be deep in thought.

So, the Crown Princess he spied on while she was bathing last time was the mysterious woman Song Zhiwei was talking about?

Recalling the sharp and assertive demeanor of that fake princess consort, she was no ordinary person!

They all match up!

Looking at the delicate-looking princess consort before her, Li Chuqiu felt a surge of suspicion: "Since she's impersonating you, why hasn't she restricted your movements? Isn't she afraid you'll expose her?"

"She poisoned me—"

Song Zhiwei's voice trembled slightly: "She threatened me, saying that if I dared to expose her, she would make my death look terrible—"

Seeing that Li Chuqiu didn't believe her, Song Zhiwei stretched out a slender hand and carefully lifted her sleeve, revealing a section of her pale, delicate wrist. On her once fair wrist, there was a shocking black line that stretched all the way down to her arm, clearly indicating that she had been deeply poisoned.

"She poisoned me with a deadly poison; if I harbor any ill intentions, she can make me die a horrible death instantly. So—"

Song Zhiwei bit her lower lip tightly. "I'm scared, I don't dare to say it."

Li Chuqiu stared at her wrist. "Can't the Prince Jing's Mansion cure this poison?"

Song Zhiwei glanced at the door and said weakly, "The maids in the courtyard have their own spies who have been watching me. These past few days, she hasn't allowed me to contact anyone, let alone show my face. I have no way to ask anyone for help—"

No wonder people say this Crown Princess has a mysterious background. She's been staying in her room all these days; is she being monitored and placed under house arrest?

At this point, Song Zhiwei finally realized something and looked up at Li Chuqiu: "By the way, who exactly are you? Why are you asking me these questions?!"

Who I am is not important.

Li Chuqiu said expressionlessly, "You knew her motives were impure, yet you allowed her to impersonate you and infiltrate the Jing Prince's residence to murder the Prince's heir. Therefore, you are also an accomplice!"

Song Zhiwei's eyes widened: "I'm an accomplice too?!"

"But...but I was coerced!!"

Song Zhiwei was panicked and uncertain, a glimmer of hope appearing in her soft eyes: "I know you're not a bad person, can you... help me?"

"I'm being held captive here by her, and I can't find anyone to help me—you're the first person I've seen, can you save me?!"

Li Chuqiu glanced at her wrist again: "I can't cure this poison."

"Your presence here suggests you're someone special—"

Song Zhiwei's eyes shone with hope: "Can you... take me away from here?!"

Meeting the princess's gentle and pitiful gaze, Li Chuqiu hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "I'm afraid that won't work."

It would be difficult for him to take the Crown Princess away quietly. During their last encounter, he realized that the maids in the courtyard were quite skilled in martial arts.

If discovered, the Crown Princess's situation will be extremely dangerous.

Li Chuqiu pondered, "Now it's confirmed that there are two heir apparent consorts." That mysterious woman went to great lengths to infiltrate the Jing Prince's residence; she's most likely after the Jing Prince's heir!

Now, all we need to do is lure out the imposter "Crown Princess" and capture her, and the truth will come out.

However, unsure of the true strength of the imposter, Li Chuqiu did not intend to act rashly. He planned to inform Deputy Commander Liu and Xu Jinghong before making any further plans.

"I can't take you away right now, but I can try to save you, but I need your cooperation."

Song Zhiwei was initially disappointed when she heard she couldn't take her away, but upon hearing she could be saved, she paused, then her face lit up with surprise and joy: "Then, how should I cooperate with you?!"

"When does she usually come back?"

Song Zhiwei thought for a moment and shook her head: "Not necessarily, but she usually comes back very late every day. By the way, she didn't come back last night—"

"If she comes back, keep her calm and collected. You must not let her know that I came to see you today."

Song Zhiwei nodded obediently: "I know."

Li Chuqiu thought for a moment, "Someone will contact you later or tomorrow. They will need your cooperation then—if you want to live, you'd better cooperate."

"Uh-huh."

After confirming the identity of the Crown Princess and discussing matters with her, Li Chuqiu decided to leave first.

"Okay, I'll be going now."

Li Chuqiu turned to leave, but then heard Song Zhiwei's slightly regretful voice: "Are you really planning to leave?"

He paused, turned around, and saw a hint of unease on Song Zhiwei's gentle face: "You...you're not going to leave me here?"

"Are you going to abandon me now?"

hiss----

This woman really makes you want to protect her!

Especially her pitiful appearance gave Li Chuqiu a sudden urge to take her away.

Wake up, she's already married!

She is the Crown Princess of Prince Jing!

—However, it seems her husband is already dead?

As this thought crossed Li Chuqiu's mind, he felt his left and right hemispheres begin to fight.

"Princess Consort, please rest assured, I will find a way to get you out of here."

Li Chuqiu spoke.

"That----"

Song Zhiwei's gaze softened, and she gently bit her lower lip: "Could you... let me see what you look like?"

Song Zhiwei's eyes were full of curiosity. Li Chuqiu in front of her had kept her face covered the whole time, and even her voice had been changed. All Song Zhiwei could see was a pair of deep, bright eyes.

Li Chuqiu: "?"

Song Zhiwei explained softly, "I'm just curious—after all, you're the one who saved me, and I want to see what you look like so I can remember you and thank you in the future—"

There's really no reason to refuse this request.

"No need!"

Li Chuqiu still refused.

Out of caution, he did not intend to let the Crown Princess know that he was the Tianxuan Division Chief who had offended her not long ago.

He turned and left.

Li Chuqiu was about to retrace her steps when she reached the bathroom door on the other side and subconsciously glanced back.

But then they saw Song Zhiwei, who had appeared so delicate and gentle, walking lightly to the door.

His gaze fell directly on Li Chuqiu.

Their eyes met again.

However, at this moment, Li Chuqiu saw a profound meaning in the woman's originally gentle eyes.

next second.

Song Zhiwei suddenly pushed open the door.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice still soft, yet firm and resolute.

"Help! There's an assassin!"

"Quickly, someone catch the assassin!"

"???"

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