"Wait, that voice sounds like Miss Zheng's!"
"Oh, now that you mention it, I think it does look like that too!"
"Miss Zheng is indeed not at the table. Let's go and check on her."
"..."
Upon hearing the noblewoman's voice, Song An dared not stop her.
If Zheng Yuezhen were to get into trouble at the Ling Prince's residence, they would have a hard time explaining themselves.
So he quickly led a group of people to the source of the screams.
In the clean room not far from the rockery, Wushuang also heard the sound.
She was sitting on someone's lap at the moment, and turned around upon hearing this.
There were now specks of blood on that snow-white face.
The bloodstains made her look like a demon.
She glanced at the lifeless body beneath her before picking up the blood-stained stone and throwing it out the window into the lotus pond.
The "thump" sound was somewhat noticeable in the quiet place.
Xiao Wu, who was passing by, was startled when she heard the voice.
Looking towards the washroom, I saw the vanished bright red dress.
She remembered that the dress seemed to have been worn by Princess Wushuang.
"Hehe, even the most beautiful person has to go to the bathroom."
She said she was about to leave, but after taking only two steps, she stopped.
"wrong!"
If you're going to the clean room, then go to the clean room. Why throw things into the lotus pond?
Perhaps it's because Wushuang has such a bad reputation.
Or perhaps Xiaowu was worried about Huarong being targeted by Wushuang.
She turned around and took a detour to the washroom.
Inside the washroom, Wushuang was washing her hands.
Beside her stood two maids whose expressions remained unchanged.
What horrified Xiaowu was that a woman lying on the ground was completely disfigured!
That outfit... belongs to Ms. Li Xiang!
"Where did that sound just come from?"
Wu Shuang spoke casually, saying that she was the one who had just killed someone, not her.
The maid replied, "It seems to be near the artificial hill."
Wushuang sneered: "It seems that not all the people who came to this mansion today are well-behaved."
She glanced back at Li Xiang's body one last time.
She said calmly, "Handle it properly. I'll go check on the situation first."
The two maids replied, "Yes."
As Wushuang left, she glanced once more at Li Xiang's face, which was now completely unrecognizable.
Hahaha.
This person no longer needs to act all high and mighty in front of her.
Just thinking about it makes me happy.
With a smile on her face, she slowly walked towards the artificial hill.
Xiao Wu ran, tears welling in her eyes.
"I will save a seat for Miss Yuan Sun, next to me."
She didn't have much of an impression of Li Xiang, but she still remembered the sincerity with which Li Xiang said those words.
She and her mistress rarely encountered people willing to show them kindness.
Her eyes were filled with hatred; she was determined to make her mistress avenge Miss Li!
Xiao Wu and Hua Rong met up at the rockery, and Xiao Wu told Hua Rong what she had just seen.
Hua Rong's expression also became much colder.
She didn't say anything harsh, but Xiao Wu knew that Hua Rong was already angry.
Hua Rong wiped away Xiao Wu's tears and said gently, "Xiao Wu, be good, don't cry."
Xiao Wu believed Hua Rong completely, and upon hearing this, she even took the initiative to wipe away the rest of her tears.
She nodded heavily, then lowered her head and followed Hua Rong out.
At this time, their appearance at the artificial hill did not attract much attention.
However, Jin Ming noticed it.
He looked at the veil on Hua Rong's face, and the image of her smeared face from a few days ago flashed through his mind. He couldn't help but smile.
He believed the rumors circulating outside about how beautiful Hua Rong was.
After all, those eyes were truly unforgettable.
Both Song Ziyu and Cong Huan were deathly pale.
When Song Ziyu spotted Zheng Yue, she screamed.
Otherwise, he could choose to kill him to silence him.
However, that would naturally not work in that situation.
He could only hurriedly tidy up his clothes with Cong Huan.
Just after he finished doing that, Song An appeared with his men.
For a moment, Song Ziyu's mind was a complete mess.
There's simply no way to think.
He only realized the contemptuous and disappointed looks people were giving him when he noticed them.
He then fully realized the extent of his predicament.
A prince of questionable character has no right to inherit the throne!
At that moment, he wished he could kill everyone present.
To keep today's events from getting out.
But... it's just a thought.
Song An never expected to see Song Ziyu here.
And under such an embarrassing situation.
He frowned. Song Ziyu was a prince supported by his father.
If any bad rumors spread in his residence...
He'll be the first to suffer at his father's hands.
So he stepped forward and said, "I never expected that the Seventh Prince and Miss Cong would actually fall in love!"
Song An's words brought Song Ziyu, who was still feeling embarrassed, back to his senses.
That's right, love between men and women is a natural thing!
Although private meetings between men and women are not tolerated by traditional social norms.
But when emotions run high, it's hard to control oneself.
If we do this now, we might be able to gain a reputation among the people for being deeply affectionate and righteous!
Thinking of this, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the crowd: "It was Ziyu's fault to protect Cong Huan behind him, it had nothing to do with Miss Cong, it was Ziyu who forced her."
"Seventh Prince, you're lying! It was clearly this slut who seduced you!"
Tears streamed down Zheng Yue's face, smearing her makeup.
She glared at Cong Huan resentfully, remembering how she had previously thought of her as a good person.
I felt like slapping myself twice!
That bitch is clearly a vixen!
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