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“Song Jinglan…”

Jiang Yuyue murmured to herself from inside the carriage, a hint of self-mockery rising in her heart, realizing that she had been far too easily fooled.

In the past few days, she asked Zheng Guang to inquire about the name of Prince Jing, and only then did she learn that Xie Jinglan's real name was actually Song Jinglan.

It was also thanks to the mystery surrounding Prince Jing that Xie Jinglan's choice of such a similar name went unnoticed, which made Jiang Yuyue understand why he had made Mo'er take his surname, Jiang, that day.

But this also made Jiang Yuyue feel a little relieved. Fortunately, the child did not take Xie Jinglan's surname. Even though he was a member of the royal family, as long as Mo'er was associated with him, her status would be very different.

They were husband and wife in name only. Jiang Yuyue was not even a concubine or a maidservant; at most, she was an outsider, and one whose true identity was unknown. Under such circumstances, even if Mo'er's father was of noble status, he was still just an illegitimate child, at best a son born out of wedlock.

Upon thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue's eyes suddenly turned cold. She would never allow her beloved Mo'er to be given such a lowly status, even if that person was Prince Jing, she would not care.

"what?"

Xiaoliu didn't hear clearly and asked softly, "Miss, are you calling me?"

"No."

Jiang Yuyue then came to her senses, lifted the curtain at the carriage window and glanced at the familiar city of Jinling. She said in a light tone, "I'm just thinking that if I leave now, I don't know if I'll ever be able to come back."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoliu quickly comforted her, "Miss, what are you saying? Our family is upright and honest, so why can't we come back?!"

Jiang Yuyue neither agreed nor disagreed with these words, but just looked outside until she caught a glimpse of several figures flashing in the shadows, then slowly lowered the curtain.

A moment later, Prince Ning, Song Yunming, received intelligence that gave him a great boost.

"Your Highness, we've tracked down Jiang Yuyue!"

A scout rushed in to report, "A carriage just headed towards the city gate, and the woman in the carriage is none other than Jiang Yuyue, the one Your Highness is looking for!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yunming's face lit up with joy, and he quickly confirmed, "Really? Are you sure it's her!?"

"Sure!"

The man nodded with absolute certainty. "She wasn't wearing a veil. We servants could see very clearly that she looks exactly like the portrait you showed us!"

"it is good!"

A sinister smile curled at the corner of Song Yunming's lips. "Immediately gather everyone and come with me to capture Jiang Yuyue!"

This time, he was determined to take down this bastard who had toyed with him so many times!

The steward had already made many arrangements, and Jiang Yuyue's carriage left the city smoothly. Xiao Liu breathed a sigh of relief, but when she looked at Jiang Yuyue, she found that her young mistress was constantly looking out through the crack in the carriage window, as if... she was on guard against something.

"Miss, are we being followed?"

Xiao Liu immediately became alert, while Jiang Yuyue shook her head and said calmly, "It's nothing, just tell the driver to slow down."

Hearing this, Xiao Liu was completely confused. Although she didn't understand why, she still did as she was told, and the car's speed quickly decreased.

Just when Xiaoliu thought everything was calm, an arrow whistled through the air and struck the horse's foreleg with perfect accuracy. The horse neighed in pain and stopped abruptly. The carriage lurched violently, nearly throwing Jiang Yuyue and Xiaoliu out of the carriage.

"Miss, are you alright?!"

Xiao Liu quickly shielded Jiang Yuyue, sensing something was wrong; someone must be trying to hijack the car!

Jiang Yuyue steadied herself, her expression calm. She wasn't particularly surprised by what had happened. She slightly lifted the curtain and glanced outside, only to find that they were already surrounded.

"Miss Jiang."

A sinister laugh came from outside, "Still not coming out? Do I have to personally invite you out?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuyue knew who the visitor was. She patted Xiao Liu's hand to comfort her and then calmly stepped out of the carriage.

"Your Highness Prince Ning."

Jiang Yuyue showed little panic. "Your Highness, how have you been?"

Seeing that face that haunted his dreams appear before him once more, Song Yunming's murderous intent inexplicably dissipated.

Although he had hated Jiang Yuyue with a passion before, now that he saw her, it would be a real pity to kill such a beauty so easily. He should at least enjoy her before dealing with her.

Thinking of this, Song Yunming slightly raised his hand, and the archers behind him stopped aiming their arrows at Jiang Yuyue. Seeing that Jiang Yuyue's party consisted of only a maid and a coachman, he walked slowly forward with his hands behind his back.

"How are you?"

Song Yunming sneered, "I would like to ask if Miss Jiang is alright. How did you manage to come back from the dead in the fire at the Jiang family's residence? I even sent people to your grave to pay my respects back then, but I never expected that you would actually be standing alive in front of me."

At this point, a chilling glint flashed across Song Yunming's face. "Tell me, what is your punishment for deceiving me like this?!"

As Song Yunming slowly approached, Xiao Liu instinctively stepped in front of Jiang Yuyue to protect her.

Jiang Yuyue gently pushed her away and met Song Yunming's gaze directly.

"The fire burned the corpses beyond recognition, so it's understandable that some people mistakenly thought I died in it."

Seeing that Song Yunming still dared to bring up the matter of wiping out his family so brazenly, Jiang Yuyue said in a cold tone, "Your Highness, on the other hand, has taken me for a dead man without a second thought. You should apologize to me."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

Song Yunming was so angry that he laughed instead. He had no interest in playing any tricks. After his lewd gaze roamed over Jiang Yuyue for a moment, he quickly got straight to the point.

"You survived that fire, so you must have been secretly having an affair with Song Jinglan long ago."

Song Yunming said with a forced smile, "I really didn't expect that my royal uncle would have an affair with you. But don't be too happy yet. He used the alias Xie Jinglan to get close to you, but it was all for that treasure you have. Do you really think he has taken a fancy to you?"

Imperial Uncle...?

The amount of information conveyed in those words was so overwhelming that Xiaoliu, who was unaware of the truth, was completely stunned. What "royal uncle"? What "alias"?

Jiang Yuyue spoke indifferently, "I don't know what Your Highness means."

Xiaoliu looked up in shock at her young mistress's calm demeanor, and seemed to understand something.

Could it be that the third young master of the Xie family is actually the Prince of Ning's uncle in disguise? And that third young master is... the famous Prince Jing!?

"Ha, still trying to deny it!"

Song Yunming, however, did not take it seriously, thinking that he had hit the nail on the head, and took another step forward.

“Song Jinglan is notoriously cold-blooded and ruthless. Once he gets what he wants, he will definitely discard you like trash. It is not a wise decision for you to follow him.”