Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Hearing this, Sun breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Zhi saw all of this emotion, and she was surprised to find that no matter how outrageous Sun's behavior was, it could not arouse any emotion in her.

Sun took the opportunity to suggest taking her out for some fresh air to sober up, and Song Zhi did not refuse.

After they left the table, Song Yang did not suspect anything. He thought that although Sun was partial, she would not harm her own daughter.

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs.

Mu Qinghan saw them leave and soon left with an excuse.

When they got outside, Song Zhi pretended to have fainted.

Sun quickly handed her over to two palace servants. She was worried about being discovered. She hurriedly pulled her hands away and said to the two palace servants, "Hurry and take her to the Crown Prince's palace."

If Song Zhi wasn't pretending to be unconscious, he would really want to laugh.

It's so disgusting. This is actually her biological mother, but she is plotting with outsiders to destroy her.

Why are there such disgusting people!

Hard!

The fist is hard!

Song Zhi was carried away quickly by two palace maids. Soon, she was placed on a soft bed.

After the palace maid left, she slowly opened her eyes and found herself in a magnificent room.

Incense was burning in the room, and wisps of blue smoke were rising slowly.

She didn't move and continued lying on the bed.

Time passed minute by minute, and after a cup of tea, the door was opened.

Song Zhi quickly closed her eyes again and pretended to be dizzy. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. When they reached the bed, she felt someone feed something into her mouth.

Then the body was gently shaken, "Miss Song, wake up, Miss Song."

She opened her eyes dazedly and saw a man dressed as a guard standing in front of her.

"you……"

"Shhh."

She was interrupted by the other party, who said cautiously, "I am the Third Prince's spy in the palace. I saw you were in danger and came to rescue you. You can't stay here for long. Please come with me first."

Song Zhi frowned and said nothing, showing no intention of moving.

The guard hurriedly asked, "Miss Song, are you doubting my identity?"

The guard quickly said, "Don't worry, Miss Song. Let's leave here first. I will prove it to you."

Song Zhi smiled brightly, "Okay, I believe you, but I can't move my legs, can you help me?"

The guard didn't suspect anything and quickly bent down to pull her.

Unexpectedly, the moment he bent down, a hairpin pierced his throat.

Blood flowed down the guard's neck, and he died with his eyes wide open.

Song Zhi expressionlessly released the hand holding the hairpin and pushed him away.

The guard's body rolled to the ground with a thud.

Song Zhi sneered, "I'm not familiar with the Third Prince, how could he possibly come to save me? Besides, everyone knows that the Third Prince is not favored, so how could he possibly have the ability to place a guard who can come and go freely in the palace? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too stupid."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave. At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and Mu Qinghan in purple clothes walked in.

He seemed to be in a good mood. "I was wondering how a child like me could be interested in an unpopular prince. Your Majesty can finally rest assured now. Go and give your father a reply."

"Yes." A respectful voice came from outside the door.

After that person left, Mu Qinghan turned his attention back to Song Zhi.

His eyes were filled with a determined smile. "Child, I won't waste my time talking to you today. If you know better, you can take off your clothes and suffer less."

Song Zhi sighed in distress, "What should I do? I've never been a tactful person."

Mu Qinghan's eyes turned cold, "Then it's not up to you."

After saying this, he waved his hand, and several strong maids came in behind him.

They walked straight towards Song Zhi, holding a thumb-thick hemp rope in their hands.

Song Zhi's expression remained unchanged. "Your Highness, if I were you, I would rush back to the palace without stopping. Perhaps I would have a chance to argue."

Mu Qinghan frowned, "What do you mean?"

"You'll know what I mean soon." Song Zhi sat on the bed leisurely, his eyes full of teasing.

Mu Qinghan's heart sank, and with a dark face, he ordered the eunuch outside the door, "Go to the main hall and see what happened."

The young eunuch was about to run away, but before he had taken two steps, a palace servant and a group of guards rushed in.

"Your Highness, the Emperor has summoned you. Please move aside."

Mu Qinghan's heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm and said, "I just came out to sober up. Why did my father summon me in such a hurry?"

"I dare not speak rashly. Your Highness, please go with me first, so as not to keep the Emperor waiting for too long."

The palace ladies were impartial and neither humble nor arrogant.

Mu Qinghan secretly memorized his appearance, preparing to teach this blind guy a lesson later.

He turned around and glanced at Song Zhi, then said gloomily, "Don't think you'll be alright now. No one can save you today. I'll be back soon."

Song Zhi sat on the bed and waved with a smile, "I hope Your Highness can come back."

Mu Qinghan glanced at her coldly, ordered someone to lock the door and left in a hurry.

The maids stood guard outside the door all the time, afraid that she would run away. The lock on the door was bigger than a fist.

When the room became quiet and she was the only one left, Song Zhi put away her smile and said, "Let's go over there too."

"Yes."

After a short and powerful answer, there were several "bang bang bang" sounds outside the door, and then the door was opened. She walked away without looking back.

The journey was smooth and Song Zhi soon returned to the hall.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely tense at this time. She came back quietly and found that there were not many people left here. Most of them had been dismissed from the palace, and only a few high-ranking officials were still there.

The entire hall was in a mess. Meng Qi, who had been so proud before, was now kneeling in the hall drunk.

Next to him was the flustered Mu Qinghan.

"Father, please trust me. I have absolutely no intention of colluding with the court officials to rebel. This is all a frame-up!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am a loyal and devoted servant of the country. How could I collude with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

The two men kept begging for mercy, terrified.

Above, the emperor sat silently on the dragon throne, looking at the letter in his hand with a dark face. The more he read, the uglier his expression became.

The queen stretched her neck, eager to grab it and see what was written on it.

But she didn't dare to do so. She just said anxiously, "Your Majesty, please don't listen to the slander of these villains and fall into the trap of sowing discord."