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"Sister Xiezhi, do you want to know what I'm planning to do with you after I tied you up here?"

Jiang Yuyue slowly said, "It's roughly the same as what you want to do to me, Sister Xie Zhi."

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhi's eyes widened in fear, and she struggled even more fiercely.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yuyue only let out a cold laugh. Judging that Yueying had already gone far away, she immediately got off the carriage and stabbed the horse's rump with the dagger in her hand without hesitation.

The horse, in pain, reared up and charged forward, only to find itself at a sharp bend ahead.

Dragging the heavy carriage, the horse had no time to turn. The road was already narrow, and with a neigh from the horse, the entire carriage plunged straight down the cliff.

A moment later, a loud "boom" came from the bottom of the cliff.

Seeing that it had indeed come to this, Jasmine quickly walked to Jiang Yuyue's side, "Miss..."

"You should go down the mountain and call for help."

Jiang Yuyue looked at the deep ruts, her expression unreadable. "Do as I said yesterday. You are my close maid, and Song Jinglan should... not make things difficult for you. If he lets you go later, go back to Jinling and find my parents."

When Jasmine was called back by Xiaoliu last night, she already knew about her young mistress's plans for today. Since things had come to this, she didn't try to persuade her anymore. She simply bowed solemnly to Jiang Yuyue and said, "Take care, Miss."

After saying that, Jasmine quickly ran down the mountain.

Jiang Yuyue was not idle either. She used her lightness skill to leap down from the cliff and stepped on the protruding rock face to reach the wreckage of the carriage.

The cliff here is high enough to kill a person, or even leave them disfigured.

As soon as Jiang Yuyue came down, she saw Xie Zhi's corpse. Her face was covered in blood and gore, and her features were unrecognizable.

Seeing such a tragic scene, Jiang Yuyue felt no pity, but breathed a sigh of relief. She immediately bent down and cut off the ropes binding Xie Zhi's hands and feet. After doing all this, she did not forget to take off the hairpin from her own head and insert it into Xie Zhi's hair bun.

Song Jinglan... let's part ways here.

After confirming that there were no flaws in the scene, Jiang Yuyue quickly headed towards the outskirts of the city.

Li Shiying chose a good location; Mount Putuo is located on the outermost edge of the capital, and it takes less than half an hour to leave the capital from here.

Jiang Yuyue's expression was solemn. This time, by a twist of fate, she had once again managed to escape through Xie Zhi and Li Shiying's hands. This was clearly something she had planned for a long time, but for some reason, she did not feel as happy as she had imagined.

She only informed Jasmine about this operation.

After learning that Xie Zhi had gone to Huangquan Lane, she guessed what was going on. It must be that Xie Zhi had murderous intentions towards her. Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue immediately lied and asked Xiao Liu to take Jasmine's place.

The reason is simply that Jasmine is more composed.

Xiao Liu was indeed a loyal servant, but she wasn't as quick-witted as Jasmine. According to her plan, after she "died," the maid would inevitably be questioned by Song Jinglan, and only Jasmine could keep her secret from him.

As for my parents...

Soon her parents and Ah Huan would learn of her death, and they would surely be heartbroken. However, Jiang Yuyue had no intention of revealing to them that she was still alive.

After all, only when her family is deeply grieving can the fact of her death be confirmed. Once the storm has passed and Song Jinglan is completely convinced of his own death, then he can consider seeing his family again.

However, this is a crucial time for the change of dynasties, and Song Jinglan is busy vying for the throne with the two princes. He probably won't have time to grieve, let alone dwell on her death for long.

Yueying was indeed fast on his feet. In no time, he had bought all the pastries and headed towards Mount Putuo. At the foot of the mountain, he bumped into Jasmine, who was crying her heart out.

"Jasmine girl!?"

Yueying's eyelids twitched, and an ominous premonition immediately filled her heart. "Why did you come down the mountain?! Where is Miss Jiang?!"

"Miss……"

Jasmine sobbed uncontrollably, “After I finished explaining my task to you, before I even got into the carriage, the horse suddenly got spooked and carried you... off the cliff!”

Upon hearing this, Yueying's heart skipped a beat, and her expression became extremely serious. She dropped the food box in her hand, turned around, and left quickly.

Before long, Yueying arrived at the bottom of the cliff and saw a blood-soaked figure lying among the wreckage of the carriage. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the person was already dead.

Although the body had been smashed beyond recognition, judging from the clothes and jewelry on its body, it was undoubtedly Miss Jiang.

Yueying gasped, his heart heavy. He had been sent to protect Miss Jiang today, but Miss Jiang...

He's probably going to lose his head too.

……

"What did you say!?"

In the study, Song Jinglan squeezed out these words almost one by one. Looking at Yueying kneeling in front of him, his eyes were filled with bloodlust, and he almost crushed the inkstone on the table.

He closed his eyes, suppressing the surging rage within him.

How could she be dead?!

"Miss Jiang's... I have brought them back with me."

Yueying's face was also deathly pale. Song Jinglan didn't have time to deal with him and hurriedly walked out of the study. The usually composed man was now unsteady on his feet.

Weren't we supposed to be going to Mount Putuo to watch the sunset today? How could this be happening all of a sudden?!

As soon as he entered the front hall, Song Jinglan smelled an extremely strong stench of blood. He immediately quickened his pace, and a corpse was right in front of him.

Song Jinglan had seen many corpses, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a ruthless killer, but now he was somewhat afraid to look at this extremely gruesome body.

According to Yueying, she fell off a cliff after her horse lost control and was thrown off. Her body was so badly mangled that her face was unrecognizable. Song Jinglan instinctively wanted to deny that Jiang Yuyue was dead.

But the next second, the hairpin on the corpse's head extinguished his last shred of hope.

With a slight tremor in his hands, Song Jinglan removed the hairpin from his head. This jade hairpin, shaped like a begonia flower, was an old possession of his mother.

Yesterday, Steward Li delivered this hairpin to Jiang Yuyue, but now it has appeared on this corpse.

She...is really dead!?

Everyone in the room looked solemn, heads bowed, and even their breathing was kept as still as possible. As for admonitions... no one dared to utter a word.

"This is not an accident."

Song Jinglan's tone had returned to calm, but Jixiang, who knew him best, knew that the calmer His Highness was at this critical moment, the angrier he was.

"Wasn't it Li Shiying who invited her up the mountain today?"

Song Jinglan's voice was as cold as ice: "Surround Mount Putuo and investigate."