Faced with Jiang Zhijing's sarcasm, Shen Tangning curled her lips and said, "Only when your heartstrings are touched will you find my story interesting. Is Your Highness an insider or an outsider?"
A dark look flashed across Jiang Zhijing's face.
This Miss Shen is indeed as insightful as the rumors suggest.
"That's all just your side of the story. What evidence do you have?"
Shen Tangning's eyes gleamed: "I said earlier that Your Highness must have many old injuries. If Your Highness is honest, may I examine them?"
Jiang Zhijing's maid immediately became furious: "How dare you! How can you allow others to examine the princess's body at will?"
Yan Mingyi narrowed her eyes and chuckled slowly, "Since that's the case, then I'll do it myself. That way, it won't be an insult to the princess, will it?"
The maid's face stiffened, and she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.
Jiang Zhijing sighed, half-jokingly, "It seems you all have already condemned me? My poor brother died unjustly in Daqing, and now I'm being accused of murder..."
Yan Mingyi frowned. Her words made it sound as if they were deliberately framing her.
Shen Tangning stared straight at her and suddenly spoke up: "Your Highness never intended for the Second Prince to return alive from the very beginning, did you?"
Jiang Zhijing looked at her with an unreadable expression: "What do you mean? Do you think I have some kind of precognitive ability?"
“It’s not impossible.” Shen Tangning’s tone was ambiguous. “Your Highness has fought against the Northern Di prince on the battlefield and knows that he is impulsive and easily angered. He deliberately lured him into a conflict with the Second Prince and then shifted the blame to the other side.”
Dorjee did indeed fall into the trap, and every step he took was exactly as Jiang Zhijing had predicted.
If it weren't for encountering someone as meticulous as Liu Yifu, she might have fooled him and made him believe that Dorje was the real murderer.
Just then, Shen Tangning suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Watch out!"
Jiang Zhijing was listening intently when she felt a gust of wind approaching from behind. A strong sense of crisis prompted her to react instinctively and quickly dodge away.
A flash of cold light grazed her neck. As she steadied herself, the other person deftly sheathed their sword: "Princess, forgive me."
Jiang Zhijing realized something, and her face instantly darkened. Her instinctive reaction just now had given her away.
The visitor was Yuan Zhao, who, at Shen Tangning's behest, was deliberately testing the waters.
Yuan Zhao's attack was extremely fast; if one did not know martial arts, it would be impossible to dodge that strike.
Her mind was distracted by Shen Tangning, and her body reacted subconsciously without much thought.
As expected, Yan Mingyi looked at her with a half-smile: "Seventh Princess, you have quite the skills. It's truly surprising that a princess who has fallen into the common people has such remarkable skills."
Now that things had come to this, Jiang Zhijing stopped pretending. She shed her naive and innocent facade, a smile playing on her lips: "When I was in Qi, I heard of the great name of the Eldest Princess. Everyone said that the Eldest Princess was righteous and resolutely gave up the throne for the greater good."
Her tone suddenly shifted, and her smile turned sarcastic. "I think you're nothing but a coward. If I had your unique advantages, I would climb to the top at all costs!"
The atmosphere fell silent. Shen Tangning's heart skipped a beat as she secretly observed Yan Mingyi's expression. The smile on her lips had vanished, and her expression was unreadable.
Jiang Zhijing's eyes inevitably revealed hatred: "Since I was born, I have lived in constant fear. I dare not even sleep soundly at night, because I know that once my identity is exposed, I will not escape death."
"To keep my position, I worked harder than anyone else, and finally earned everyone's praise, but what was the result?"
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