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  “…She is unlike any woman I have ever interacted with, she is so beautiful, every move she makes is full of temptation, yet she also has an inexplicable nobility. I know she is only by my side for the sake of the third prince of Southern Dynasty, I am consumed by jealousy but there's nothing I can do, completely and utterly falling for her…”

  Chun Yu Yi looked at me with a bitter and desolate smile, his voice carrying distant nostalgia and hollowness, murmuring...

  "I'm not a romantic gentleman, nor am I a decent person. When I get jealous and lose my mind, I've even used force on her. She didn't resist, just stiffened her body and cried silently. All those tears fell into my heart, and I was completely at a loss... So when she asked me to stay last night, I couldn't believe it. Even if I really had gotten her, I still wouldn't have believed it - it felt like a dream. Unfortunately, she didn't let this beautiful dream last for long."

  "She forced me to swear that I would be loyal to the Third Highness for this lifetime, she forced me like that!" Chun Yu's eyes were filled with bottomless despair, his lips had a desolate smile, and his voice was painfully sorrowful: "If it weren't for that, if it weren't for that, how could I have abandoned her and left her alone, slamming the door shut, making an irreparable mistake for this lifetime!"

  I took a deep breath, but still couldn't calm down from what he had just said and the news that Sangmu Qing was no longer in this world. Perhaps, perhaps that was the real Murong Qing.

  I heard my own voice whispering softly - "Mr. Chun, how did Sang Niang die?"

  "What a cruel and vicious look in his eyes! 'How did you die?' He would ask the queen and the third prince, 'What exactly did you say to Qing'er yesterday? And what exactly did the third prince do?'"

  He stepped closer and closer, I tried to restrain myself from showing any fear or abnormal emotions, just quietly watching him, but my body was secretly tense and on guard.

  The place where I stand is not far from the door. If he takes a few more steps forward, I won't let myself stay here any longer, even if I don't get the answer I want.

  And I believe Qin An must be waiting outside with a group of subordinates.

  His eyes, which had been wildly wandering, suddenly froze when they met my calm gaze, and his footsteps also stopped involuntarily.

  I secretly let out a sigh of relief, but he stared at my face under the veil and suddenly became distracted. He finally looked away, his expression miserable, and said: "They say she hanged herself, but no one believes me. The ones who really took her life were the chicken and wine, but no one believes me. It's just like that, a case closed with a mere sprig of grass, letting her die in vain..."

  He turned to look at me, asking word by word with a pained expression: "Third Princess, what exactly did your son say to offend you, and what did you say to him? And as for Nan Chongyao, how could he bring himself to do that to her?"

  I was so shocked that I couldn't utter a word, and after a while, I forced myself to calm down and asked with difficulty: "Mr. Chun, why are you so sure it's the Third Highness?"

  He looked at me like a monster, his lips curled into a cold smile: "Is the princess really unaware or pretending to be stupid? Isn't the Jade Cup stealing one's soul the most commonly used method in the palace? Where can ordinary people find poisonous wine, and how can they make those officials obey them? Maybe I

  He should be thanked for considering their past relationship and letting her die without suffering...

  What he said afterwards I gradually couldn't hear, only inexplicably feeling cold. Suddenly, a light knock on the door and Qin An's voice came from outside: "Wang Fei, Chun Mr., Shu Zhang wants to come in."

  Junyi's expression gradually turned cold and indifferent, but he didn't say anything to stop it.

  I responded lightly, and Shu Ying pushed the door alone, looking at me with a mixture of shock and confusion: "Miss, Sang girl has taken her own life."

  I took a deep breath, reached out and held her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, both to comfort her and to draw warmth from her that would calm me down.

  "Give me your hand." Junyi said suddenly in a cold tone.

  I turned around in puzzlement and looked at him.

  His eyes and lips were all cold, one hand opened the medicine box he carried with him, and the other said indifferently: "I promised you, I will watch how your family prospers for thousands of years, I will watch what kind of retribution you have - so now, please, Princess, let me take your pulse to calm the fetus!"

  He silently took my pulse, released his hand a moment later, and then silently handed me the prescription. He didn't look at me directly, but said in a harsh tone: "If you want to keep the child in your womb, take the medicine according to this prescription every day."

  I handed the token in my hand to Shuying behind me without much thought, still immersed in my own thoughts.

  Chun Yu Yi glanced at me and didn't say anything else. After packing up the medicine box, he got up and left.

  "Mr. Chun," I took a deep breath and called out to him: "May I ask Mr. Chun for a favor?"

  He turned around and looked at me with a sneer, but didn't say anything.

  I looked at him quietly: "I know it's abrupt to say this now, but whether Mr. Chun believes me or not, I want to ask for his help with something that I think would also be what Miss Sang hopes for."

  His eyes, when I mentioned Sang Muqing, were still uncontrollably soft and dazed for a moment, looking at my face under the veil, although still silent, the sarcastic and cold mocking aura on his body had slowly dissipated.

  And I took a deep breath, and slowly opened my mouth: "I hope Mr. Chun will tell the Third Prince that the child in my belly is now fine, but because of my weak physique and lack of energy, there will inevitably be danger during childbirth, even Mr. Chun can't guarantee the safety of the child, and perhaps the only person who can do it is Mr. Su."

  Still remember the shocking swan's reflection (harem)