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

Song Xiwan chuckled, "You're still confused about your own situation. As a prisoner, you want to threaten me? Think about whether you have any last words. I will help you convey them to Qi Wei."

The dancer's chest heaved with anger.

She stubbornly retorted, "You overestimate yourself. If the same skin appeared in front of His Royal Highness, he would be able to tell the difference!"

As they spoke, the dancers calmed down, their eyes filled with contempt.

She almost fell into the trap of this bitch.

Song Xiwan smiled charmingly, "You're just a bed-warming maid. Qi Wei doesn't lack people like you."

"you!"

The dancer's face was stiff, anger welling up in her heart.

Song Xiwan took off the jade pendant from her waist, took a closer look at it and said, "This is still a low-quality item. It must be a gift from Qi Wei, right? It suits you very well."

Ever since the dancer won the favor of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, has she ever been trampled upon like this?

This bitch even questioned her importance in the heart of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

"shut up!"

The dancer screamed hysterically and seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

Mu Yun admired Miss Song from the bottom of his heart. Just now, this dancer was arrogant in front of Master Yan, but now her psychological defenses were almost destroyed.

Miss Song will be able to find out the key information sooner or later.

Song Xiwan patted the dancer's shoulder and said soothingly, "Don't be angry. If you don't like to hear the truth, I won't tell you."

But these words were extremely harsh to the dancer's ears!

Why would a bitch use such a condescending tone towards her?

"Clang-"

Just as the dancer was about to curse, Song Xiwan threw the jade pendant into the charcoal brazier.

"I'd better throw this junk away for you. You won't be able to go back to see Qi Wei alive anyway. Consider it a good deed for you. No need to thank me."

"Bitch! I'm going to kill you!"

The dancer completely broke down, tears welling up in her red eyes.

That was the token of love given to her by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and also his proof of identity. If it was destroyed, she would never be able to become His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's ghost even if she died!

Song Xiwan feigned innocence and exclaimed in surprise, "So you still want her, Mu Yun, go get her out now."

Mu Yun was confused.

it's me again?

Mu Yun didn't dare to complain and cooperated to fish it out, but the jade was already burnt.

Song Xiwan shrugged helplessly, "I'm not wrong, this thing is worthless. If it were really fine jade, how could it become like this after just one roast?"

Hatred erupted in the dancer's eyes, and her voice was cold and terrifying. "What can I do if you provoke me so much? Don't think I don't know what you're planning. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already left and is waiting in a safe place to kill you!"

Song Xiwan smiled as he lowered his head, and when he looked up his face returned to its coldness.

"The interrogation is over, kill him."

Mu Yun and Yan Wushuang were both stunned. Is this the end?

A trace of uneasiness flashed across the dancer's face, and she stared at Song Xiwan, wanting to see what she was up to next.

Song Xiwan was too lazy to explain and gestured to Mu Yun, "Remember to peel off the skin."

Mu Yun felt a headache and asked in a low voice, "Are you serious?"

"Do I look like I'm kidding you?"

Song Xiwan glanced at him unhappily.

Mu Yun was finally convinced by her frank attitude. After all these things happened, he deeply realized that Miss Song was as smart as the prince.

There must be a reason for this!

"I obey my orders."

Mu Yun prepared to take action.

Finally, Yan Wushuang ran out to stop them, and said carefully: "There are so many cities away from Shangjing City. It will probably take a long time for us to search for them one by one. Why don't we ask for more details?"

In his opinion, the news about the dancer was the same as if it had not been told at all, and Miss Song was still too arbitrary.

Song Xiwan knew his doubts, and a strange feeling flashed through her heart. It seemed that Yan Wushuang did not believe her.

But that's normal, they haven't gotten along much in this life.

Song Xiwan said, "Qi Wei is in Shangjing City."

The tent suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of breathing coming and going.

The dancer laughed angrily and taunted, "You idiot! I really thought you were capable, but I didn't expect you to say such nonsense."

"Don't act like that. When I find him, I'll say it was you who provided the information."

Song Xiwan's voice was very calm, and he did not waver in his speculation.

This confident tone actually made the dancer panic. She restrained herself and asked, "When did I ever say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in Shangjing City? What are you crazy about?"

Song Xiwan curled her lips, "Yeah, you're such a loyal dog, how could you say he's there? But if you say he's not there, then he is, isn't he? The fact that you're so anxious to change my guess means I'm right."

The dancer's face turned pale.

Mu Yun and Yan Wushuang only then realized that Miss Song's rhetoric had not yet ended.

I just said I would kill the dancer just to conduct a final verification.

What a good plan!

Yan Wushuang immediately ordered someone to inform General Feng about this matter. The entry and exit of Shangjing City had been strictly controlled recently. Because Qi Wei knew the art of disguise, they did not search Shangjing City much.

There is always a loophole.

The dancer tried to make a final struggle, "Yan Wushuang! You are really crazy, actually believing this bitch's nonsense. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in Shangjing City, how could Xie Chengqian have never been able to find him?"

Song Xiwan smiled and jokingly said, "Mu Yun, did you see that? The harder you work, the more sad you feel."

Mu Yun knew what Miss Song was thinking and nodded in agreement, "I see."

"Okay, you take care of the rest."

Song Xiwan's throat was a little dry after solving this problem, and he stopped when he was about to return to the main tent.

She looked at Mu Yun in confusion, "So, where is the prince?"

Mu Yun shook his head silently.

He doesn't know either.

Song Xiwan was thinking about going out to look for him, but unexpectedly met Yan Wushuang's hesitant gaze. She curled her lips slightly and said, "Master Yan, you've worked hard too."

Yan Wushuang lowered his eyes in guilt, "I was wrong to question you just now."

Song Xiwan shook her head. "You were just doing your duty, and that's what you should do. I'm not a member of the military, and giving orders like this is really against the rules. I should be the one to apologize."

Today, she was really relying on Xie Chengqian's power to point fingers in the military camp.

But it doesn't feel bad.

Yan Wushuang smiled bitterly in response, "Miss Song is very quick-witted and got an important clue. How could I blame you?"

Seeing that he looked so devastated, Song Xiwan felt uncomfortable too.

She simply saw through the dancer's loyalty to Qi Wei. As long as she broke this strong bond, she would be able to shake the dancer's defenses.

"Okay, as long as the problem is solved, I'm a little hungry. Do you have anything to fill my stomach?"

"Of course, I'll prepare it right away."

Yan Wushuang walked out without saying a word and went straight to the kitchen.

Mu Yun was confused.

"Miss Song, don't you have to rush back to the Song Mansion?"

Song Xiwan's eyes turned away, and he waved his hand, saying, "Go back and tell my father about this. Tell him that it's dangerous to go to the capital and it's not good to move at night. I'll go back tomorrow."