Her words made Mo Weixin couldn't help laughing.

"Princess sister, you are joking. Even if it is Su Ruqian, she would not dare to attack you so blatantly."

Song Qingxue didn't continue the topic, and asked her the purpose of her visit seriously, "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Weixin immediately calmed down and stared at her, "Let me ask you, why didn't you tell Chongyuan about the conversation between Zhao Wanqiu and me?"

"For this." Song Qingxue reached out and plucked a branch of spring begonia from the roadside and stuffed it into Mo Weixin's hand, then continued: "Do you think if I tell you, will the prince believe you or me?"

"Hmph! You are quite self-aware." Mo Weixin threw the flower in her hand to the ground fiercely with a look of disdain, "The crabapple flower is not worthy of this princess. I only like the peony that is famous throughout the capital. Sister Princess, in your opinion, should the ruler of the world be a capable person?"

"Are you trying to instigate the prince to usurp the throne?" Song Qingxue was startled, but soon recovered and narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Princess, aren't you afraid that others will overhear you and report it to the prince?"

Mo Weixin approached her slowly and said, "Song Qingxue, why do you think I asked you to come out alone?"

"Do you really want to kill me now to silence me?"

Song Qingxue was just joking. As Mo Weixin said, there were only two of them in the garden. If she died or got hurt at this moment, then Mo Weixin would have ruined her own future.

By then, let alone becoming the queen, it would be difficult to even enter the Regent's Palace.

But the next moment, Mo Weixin pulled out the dagger and stabbed it in her chest, which hurt her face.

Fortunately, she reacted in time and dodged Mo Weixin's attack by turning sideways.

"What are you doing!" Song Qingxue couldn't believe it!

Just now Mo Weixin said that even someone as stupid as Su Ruqian would not attack her so blatantly, but now she is holding a dagger and wants to stab her?

Crazy people will do things that even stupid people won't do.

Mo Weixin is crazy. This is the only thought in Song Qingxue's mind at this moment.

After all, Mo Weixin was just a weak young lady, and she stabbed Song Qingxue several times without any plan, but each time she stabbed her in vain.

"Mo Weixin! Stop it!"

Song Qingxue looked at the shiny and reflective dagger and felt extremely scared.

Even though Mo Weixin couldn't beat her, swords have no eyes. If she got hurt by mistake, she would be in pain for a long time!

Her internal injuries haven't healed yet, and she doesn't want to suffer any more external injuries.

But Mo Weixin didn't listen to her. When she was distracted for a moment, he stabbed at her with the dagger like a madman.

"Song Qingxue! Go to hell!"

The most feared thing happened. Song Qingxue failed to dodge in time and her arm was cut by her.

Song Qingxue didn't have time to look at her wound. She gritted her teeth and met her movement, snatching the dagger from her hand.

I thought she would calm down without her weapon, but I didn't expect that after the dagger was snatched away, she would rush towards Song Qingxue even more frantically.

Song Qingxue was forced to wrestle with her, but she was still trying to persuade her to calm down.

"Mo Weixin! What happened?!"

"If you want to be the princess, I will ask the prince for a letter of divorce. Why are you so extreme?"

However, Mo Weixin seemed determined to kill her and refused to let go. He just held on to her right hand tightly, as if he wanted to snatch the dagger back.

"I don't want him to divorce you, I just want you to die!"

Mo Weixin used all her strength to snatch the dagger. Song Qingxue was already injured, and now she was pressed to the ground by her, so she couldn't exert any strength for a while.

When the dagger pierced into Mo Weixin's chest, both she and Mo Weixin froze.

Mo Weixin stared with his eyes wide open, his mouth half open, wanting to say something, but in the next moment he suddenly lost all his strength and just lay on Song Qingxue.

"ah!!"

Song Qingxue screamed and pushed Mo Weixin away in a panic.

"Princess!"

"My queen!"

The two anxious shouts startled Song Qingxue. She turned her head stiffly, only to see Liu Huan and the girl named Qingqing running towards them.

Behind the two of them, Xiahou Chongyuan was sitting upright in a wheelchair, and the person pushing him from behind was the little emperor Xiahou Le.

"It's not me! It's not me!" Song Qingxue waved her hands in panic, only to find that her hands were covered in blood.

She used the hem of her skirt to wipe the blood off her hands, but the large red spots on her hands could not be wiped clean.

"No, it's not like that! Xiahou Chongyuan, believe me!" Song Qingxue raised her head and looked at the man who had been pushed in front of her by Xiahou Le with red eyes.

Xiahou Chongyuan remained silent with a sullen expression, but Xiahou Le called out in a hoarse voice, "Aunt Imperial..."

Song Qingxue ignored him and fixed her eyes on Xiahou Chongyuan.

She reached out to pull Xiahou Chongyuan's clothes, "Xiahou Chongyuan, it really wasn't me! Believe me!"

She kept saying "It's not me", which sounded dry and unbelievable to anyone.

What's more, each of them saw clearly the scene of her stabbing the dagger into Mo Weixin's heart.

"It really wasn't me..." Song Qingxue's mind went blank. She didn't know how to prove her innocence.

"Ah! Princess! Princess——" Qingqing suddenly shouted.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked over and saw Mo Weixin lying on Qingqing's legs, breathing extremely rapidly.

"Chongyuan, Chongyuan..."

"I want to... go home..."

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, as if trying to grab something, but it fell heavily the next moment.

"Princess!"

Qingqing's nose suddenly turned red from crying, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

Song Qingxue looked at Mo Weixin blankly, not knowing what to do.

She turned to look at Xiahou Chongyuan and opened her mouth to explain, but when the words reached her lips, she was blocked by Xiahou Chongyuan's cold tone.

He said, "Qingxue, you shouldn't."

Song Qingxue suddenly felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar and her whole body felt cold.

"Shouldn't? Shouldn't what?"

She didn't kill anyone, so why do you say she shouldn't?

Song Qingxue endured the soreness in her eyes and tried hard to keep her eyes open to prevent the tears from falling.

She supported herself with her hands and stood up with great difficulty. She turned her eyes away from Xiahou Chongyuan with great disappointment, then turned away staggeringly, covering her wound.

"I shouldn't? Why shouldn't I? It's obviously not me."

She spoke quietly so that no one could tell how aggrieved she was.

Liu Huan came to his senses at this moment, bowed to Xiahou Chongyuan and Xiahou Le, and hurriedly chased after them.

"My queen!"

Liu Huan supported her carefully, and looked up at Song Qingxue's expression frequently. He was very worried, but did not dare to speak.

After walking a long way, Song Qingxue raised her head and looked at Liu Huan with a blank expression.

She asked, "Liu Huan, do you believe me?"

Liu Huan said without thinking: "I believe in you, Your Majesty. You are kind-hearted. It must not be you who did it!"

"Do you really believe me?"

"No matter what, I will always believe in you, Your Majesty!" Liu Huan spoke every word clearly and powerfully.

"That's good." Song Qingxue suddenly smiled, "That's good, as long as you trust me."

“My queen…”

Liu Huan wanted to cry when she saw her like this, but she knew that if she cried now, it would cause trouble for the Empress.

She could only bear the pain and hold Song Qingxue more steadily.