Yun Xiaoran felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet, penetrating straight to her bones.
She stubbornly tried to appear calm.
"This is utter nonsense! I, the county princess, sleep soundly every night and have never heard any of this nonsense. You claim to be a Taoist master to deceive the prince, and after I exposed you, you're spreading these heretical rumors. It's truly despicable!"
Jiang Qingwan is not afraid of being stubborn.
She sat up straight on the stone stool, her fingers, still covered in yellow mud, pointing at her body from a distance.
"You harbor a lingering resentment that has taken hold for years, and it's become quite powerful. Let me give you a piece of advice: the sins of killing are hard to erase, and that person has come back for you."
The cold voice was like a death knell, making Yun Xiaoran almost scream.
Her once rosy and delicate face was now deathly pale, and even her voice was trembling.
“Brother Yunhan, this person…this person is a liar, he must not be allowed to stay in the manor.”
She looked up, seeking comfort from Mo Yunhan, but unexpectedly met his dark eyes, which held a sharp, probing gaze.
She grew increasingly flustered and quickly looked at Song Yushu, "Auntie..."
Ever since he heard that Jiang Qingwan was a Taoist priest, Song Yushu had been somewhat distracted.
She was pulled back to her senses and didn't hear what Jiang Qingwan had just said. She patted Yun Xiaoran with a serious expression.
"You go back first, I'm tired."
Yun Xiaoran was unwilling to give up and was about to persuade her again when she was interrupted by a soft cough from Granny Li.
"Princess, let this old servant help you."
She couldn't lift half of her arm and gently shook her head at her.
Yun Xiaoran glared at Jiang Qingwan resentfully, then obediently bowed to Song Yushu and left with her maids and servants.
I had only taken a few steps when I heard Jiang Qingwan's urgent voice behind me.
"You'll see that person's shadow within half a month at the latest."
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