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Princess Jing'an never thought she would say this.

Still saying it so bluntly.

This straightforwardness was almost devastating to Princess Jing'an.

An incomparable sense of shame invaded every part of my body.

Princess Jing'an heard her own voice and said softly with great effort, "I don't quite understand what Princess Jing is saying. Didn't His Royal Highness the Regent already..."

Before she could finish, "Princess, let's not play those guesses. I used to believe that he couldn't just die like this," Baili Feiyue narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled, "You are different. You may be able to confirm that he is fine much earlier than me. Just know that he is in Xiyue."

"I still don't know what you are talking about, Princess Jing."

Princess Jing'an managed to regain some composure and continued, "So, the person who saved me on the street today was not my mistake. It was really the former Regent. He actually..."

Baili Feiyue looked at her leisurely and smiled again.

I randomly chose a seat and sat down. "Princess Jing'an, if you don't understand, I'm afraid no one else will understand."

There was still a smile in his eyes, but deep inside that smile was a chilling coldness. "Whether it was the old Changsun Wuji or the current Changsun Wuji, it is impossible for him to personally rescue people on the street for no reason."

It was very meaningful. "I still use the worst posture that will tear the notebook to pieces."

"Besides, the person I saved was you."

Nanny Pang, who was still frightened by Baili Feiyue's collision, could no longer hold back, "Your Highness Princess Jing, the former Regent is also a flesh-and-blood person, and naturally has compassion and a heart to help others. He happened to see our princess in danger and helped her. I understand that you think too much, but..."

As if she had suffered a great injustice, "Our princess is also a well-known person. Isn't it a bit too humiliating for you to accuse and speculate in front of me like this..."

Gradually, under Baili Feiyue's gaze, the sound automatically fell silent.

After Baili Feiyue successfully made Nanny Pang shut up, the smile on her face completely faded.

Quite straightforward and clear, "I am here today to tell you, Princess Jing'an, that I don't care what tricks you used to make Changsun Wuji help you in the street. Everything ends here."

She stood up and raised her chin slightly. "I will take good care of my man. Princess Jing'an, you'd better take care of yourself. I believe you know a little bit about what kind of person I am. I'm definitely not the kind of wife who eats nothing but vegetables. No, I should say that I can't tolerate even a grain of sand in my eyes. When it comes to love between men and women, I will only have Zhangsun Wuji, and he will only have me. Unless we are disgusted with each other, he doesn't want me and I don't want him. Otherwise, Princess Jing'an, even if you are willing to be a concubine, I will never let you in."

After saying these aggressive words, he shrugged lightly and said, "That's it. I won't bother you anymore."

He left without saying anything, just as he came, direct and sudden.

It is obvious that they are here to make a statement.

The whole room was silent until Baili Feiyue had been gone for a while.

Suddenly, Madam Pang discovered that Princess Jing'an's hands, which were holding the edge of the chair, were broken and cracked because she was holding too tightly. Blood was spreading, which was shocking!

Aunt Pang took a deep breath, "Princess!"

She called out, but Princess Jing'an acted as if she didn't hear anything.

At this time, Nanny Pang didn't care about anything else. She used brute force to pull Princess Jing'an's hand up and get her off the chair.

"Princess, you are... why are you doing this!?"

No, I should say, how many times do I have to disappoint her!

Didn’t he look like he had everything under control before?

And he put her down.

She endured it for the greater good, as long as the princess could do what she had to do.

What's the result!

Aunt Pang couldn't figure it out. Ling Jing's words were not very nice to hear, and she was indeed very arrogant. But compared to those mistresses in the harem who really had the means to kill people without bloodshed, Ling Jing's straightforward declaration of sovereignty was not very smart.

Any woman with a little thick skin would not take these words to heart.

This princess is great!

You can humiliate yourself like this!

In Madam Pang's opinion, this level of humiliation was nothing compared to the lesson and humiliation she suffered on the street today!

"What kind of tricks did you use..."

"What kind of tricks did you use..."

Princess Jing'an murmured, the infatuation in her eyes bordering on madness, "Except for not having her profound medical skills, how am I, Jing'an, inferior to her, Ling Jing! It was me, I was the first to know Changsun Wuji! It was me who met Changsun Wuji first! It was me!"

Why, why couldn’t it be that Changsun Wuji saw her in danger and rescued her out of pity!

Why was she so sure and so arrogant that she felt she had used some tricks!

Yes, she did resort to trickery.

But why does Ling Jing say that?

Why do you treat her like those shameless vixens out there with ulterior motives and humiliate her!

She is different, she doesn't seek any power or anything else from Changsun Wuji, she is sincere, her true heart... and it was trampled upon by Ling Jing like this!

Nanny Pang was about to say a few words, but when she saw the madness in Princess Jing'an's eyes, she automatically shut up.

In addition to madness, there was also an indescribable, frightening hatred growing wildly in Princess Jing'an's eyes.

She forced her to do that!

Ling Jing, you forced me to do this!

Even if it was risky, even if Changsun Wuji wanted her to die after he recovered, she would be satisfied as long as he succeeded.

She is not an idiot in love!

Princess Jing'an's face now looked nothing like her usual gentleness and elegance, it was distorted to the point of being horrible.

The man she can't be with, Ling Jing, forget about being with him!

"She forced me to do it."

Madam Pang observed her expression, and thinking about what she said, she said with a smile, "That's right. I have long advised the princess to take action earlier. After all, if Ling Jing is not dead for the time being, there will be many more variables..."

He sighed, "Alas, it's useless to say these things now. Although we have been released from confinement, the unwarranted blame of being a spy of Dajing is still placed on us, Dajing. Let's not talk about the marriage and diplomatic relations we agreed on before..."

Adding fuel to the fire, "Ling Jing is lucky enough to have become Princess Xiyue. We don't have the same good luck as that bitch Ling Jing..."

What Aunt Pang said was true, and their situation was now quite delicate.

Although they were released from confinement, Da Jing sent them to marry and sent the spy Ling Jing to steal the secrets of Xiyue and send them back to Da Jing. Of course, it didn't matter whether this was true or not, Da Jing would definitely take the blame anyway.

With such an unstable factor here, Xiyue can find a reason to go to war with Dajing at any time.

What will they do then?

This time, the spy Baili Feiyue was going to be cut into pieces, which made Nanny Pang even more uneasy.

It was an intuition honed through years of experience in the palace.

The key point now is...

Looking at Princess Jing'an, "Since Your Highness has decided to take action, the most important thing now is to think of a more complete method that can succeed in one fell swoop!"

Speaking of Baili Feiyue, after leaving the inn, there were indeed people everywhere who followed him to watch the fun.

Baili Feiyue didn't care. She showed the momentum of the queen who had just taught a lesson to the tactless little goblin, and walked towards the gorgeous carriage parked not far away with a high attitude.

As soon as I reached the door of the carriage, I felt something was wrong.

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