The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

Song Xiwan's eyes darkened.

The old lady at the side was so frightened that she pushed aside the others and rushed into the house, shouting, "Lingxi! My poor granddaughter!"

If someone didn't know about this situation, they would think Song Lingxi's life was hanging by a thread.

Xu felt dizzy.

Song Xiwan hurriedly supported her and instructed Chunxiu, "Help my mother back to the yard to rest first. I will take care of this."

Chunxiu was stunned for a moment, then decided to follow the eldest girl's advice and take the eldest lady away.

Song Xiwan then ordered the other servants, "Keep your mouths shut today, and don't let the old lady and the second young lady's people leave."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded.

Nanny Li watched helplessly as a group of guards surrounded her tightly, feeling desolate in her heart.

It’s over. How long will it take?

Song Xiwan actually has control over the entire Song Mansion. How could a little girl like her have such authority that only a mistress could have?

Song Xiwan walked into the room with a gloomy face.

The smell of blood and herbs mixed together, it was extremely fishy.

Song Lingxi was restrained by a maid, holding a white silk in her hand, and it was obvious that she was determined to die.

The old lady pointed at Song Xiwan and cursed, "It's all your fault! You always hurt Lingxi like this, even the baby in her belly was not spared. You have such a cruel heart!"

"My child, wuwuwu..."

Song Lingxi leaned weakly to the side, sobbing softly.

That desperate posture was played out vividly.

The old lady looked at Song Xiwan with hatred, as if she wanted to wrap Song Lingxi's white silk around her neck.

Song Xiwan was really tired of this kind of drama.

"Clang-"

A clear voice suddenly sounded.

The miserable cries in the house suddenly stopped, and everyone stared at the dagger on the ground, unable to understand what Song Xiwan meant.

Song Xiwan said bluntly, "With so many people staring at you, you're still trying to kill yourself with a white silk scarf. You won't die this way. It would be faster to point a dagger at your chest."

The bone-chilling voice almost froze the old lady and Song Lingxi. They first looked confused, then shocked, and then furious.

"What did you say!?"

Song Lingxi cursed fiercely, "You caused the loss of my unborn baby, and now you want me to hang myself right there in front of you. Aren't you afraid that if this gets out, everyone in the world will point fingers at the Song family and curse them?"

How dare Song Xiwan!

"Don't worry, I won't let this news leak out. Besides, your fetus couldn't survive anyway. You're just trying to frame me. I won't accept it."

Song Xiwan glared at her coldly and revealed all of Song Lingxi's dark thoughts.

Song Lingxi's face changed!

But after all, she had experienced so many things that she was no longer the person who would easily reveal her true identity. She simply cried to her grandmother.

"If you want to kill me, just say so. I don't care about my life, but do you want to take my grandmother's life too?"

The old lady felt so sad!

She was so angry that she almost fainted, crying all the time: "What a sin! Everything my Song family has accumulated over the years will be squandered by this unfilial thing."

Song Lingxi had achieved her goal and was still adding fuel to the fire. "I get it, you just hate the Song family. You hate us for letting you suffer out there. Now you're taking revenge on us, right?"

Song Xiwan's expression remained calm.

"After saying so much, are you still going to die?"

Song Lingxi choked.

Is this bitch crazy?

If she dies here, the entire Song family will have no chance of denying any involvement!

Song Lingxi took a gamble, picked up the dagger in front of her, and smiled coldly: "Okay, I'll die here today. Anyway, my child is gone, and there's no point in living!"

As Song Lingxi spoke, she was about to stab the knife into her chest, but in her heart she was waiting for Song Xiwan to stop her.

But the tip of the knife was getting closer to his chest, and Song Xiwan just watched coldly.

There was a moment of panic in Song Lingxi's eyes, until the dagger pierced through her clothes, stinging her skin, and a trace of bright red quickly dyed the entire dress red.

Song Xiwan remained motionless.

Song Lingxi almost couldn't breathe. Did this bitch really want her to die here?

"No, Lingxi!"

The old lady was shocked and cried out in tears, her voice trembling.

Song Lingxi was in a dilemma and had to seek a way out from the old lady. "Grandma, it's Lingxi's fault for being unfilial. I have to go first."

The old lady's face flushed abnormally, and her breathing became a little rapid.

"Can't do it? How about I help you?"

Song Xiwan's eyes turned cold, and he moved his body to snatch the dagger from Song Lingxi's hand and pushed it straight into her.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Song Lingxi's panicked scream almost blew the entire roof off.

The old lady's eyes bulged, her body fell stiffly to the side, and she fainted from fright.

Song Xiwan played with the dagger in his hand, his eyes carrying a hint of danger. "What are you afraid of? Don't you think I won't kill you here?"

Song Lingxi was still in shock. She touched her chest and found that there was nothing wrong.

Just at the last moment, Song Xiwan turned his wrist and turned it into the handle of a dagger.

"You're scaring me!"

"Come, bring grandma back to the courtyard and ask the doctor to take a good look at her."

Song Xiwan gave the order in a deep voice.

The maids acted quickly, and soon only Song Xiwan and Song Lingxi were left in the room.

Even the door was closed.

Song Lingxi retreated repeatedly, her eyes filled with fear and anger, staring at Song Xiwan.

Song Xiwan stared at the sharp dagger and murmured softly, "When I was wandering around, I heard about a torture method where they would peel off a person's skin and make it into a drum. If it was a kind person, the sound would be like the sound of heaven. If it was a wicked person, the sound would be like the sound of a devil. Which one do you think you are?"

Song Lingxi had never heard of such a cruel thing, and she fell down on the bed without holding on.

"You don't dare to kill me at all. You are just scaring me."

Song Xiwan chuckled, "It's just killing someone. It's not like I haven't tried before."

She slapped Song Lingxi's face with the cold sharp blade, and the breeze that blew by seemed to carry a sharp momentum, causing Song Lingxi's delicate skin to feel a little painful.

Song Lingxi was even more shocked by what Song Xiwan said, and her eyes widened.

"You, you've killed someone?"

"of course."

Song Xiwan shrugged helplessly.

After her father and mother died in her previous life, she fled with her eldest brother and had no choice but to kill them in order to survive.

It was a pity that she failed to kill her second uncle's family. Unexpectedly, this family came to give her another chance in this life.

Song Lingxi's eyes sparkled with joy as she warned him coldly, "I've known for a long time that you have a vicious mind. If someone finds out you've committed a murder, do you think your uncle can still protect you?"

"Why do you think I'm telling you this now? Because only the dead can keep secrets."

Song Xiwan's face darkened, and then he suddenly retracted the dagger and slashed it towards Song Lingxi's slender white neck.