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Song Jinglan also knew who had arranged this.

After all, these noble ladies and noblewomen were complete strangers to Jiang Yuyue, and the only person with whom she had a conflict of interest was Li Shiying.

Song Jinglan suppressed the anger in his heart, and tightened his grip on the jade hairpin. Seeing Jasmine crying so sincerely, the restlessness in his heart only increased.

Meanwhile, on Mount Putuo, Feng Ling and her guards surrounded all the young ladies who had been invited that day. Seeing that there was no sign of letting them leave after so long, Li Shiying finally realized that something was wrong.

Her people clearly hadn't even started making a move yet, but Jiang Yuyue had unexpectedly encountered an accident, and judging from the current situation... the situation was probably not good.

Feng Ling stood guard over these people with a livid face until one of his guards whispered a few words in his ear. His gaze toward Li Shiying immediately took on a strange quality.

Li Shiying also noticed this, and nervously swallowed. The next moment, Feng Ling stepped forward.

"Ladies, you may all return now, but..."

Feng Ling changed the subject, "Miss Li Shiying needs to come with me."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned, and all eyes turned to Li Shiying.

Li Shiying's palms were damp with sweat. Her heart was pounding, but she still mustered the courage to ask a question.

"Why?!"

"I don't know."

Feng Ling said coldly, "This is His Highness Prince Jing's intention. Miss Li, please get in the carriage. I am a rough man, and it would be bad if I hurt you."

Seeing the current situation, Li Shiying knew she had no choice but to go. Although reluctant, she took a deep breath and boarded the carriage with Zhu Ye.

After taking Li Shiying away, Feng Ling's bodyguards also dispersed. The farce left the young ladies looking at each other in bewilderment, and then they all started discussing it amongst themselves.

"Could it be that something really happened to Jiang Yuyue?"

"Judging from this situation, it seems like Miss Li has done something..."

"Could it be that she was driven by jealousy and used the guise of appreciating the autumn scenery to murder Jiang Yuyue?"

"..."

Listening to their discussion, Bai Weiwei frowned. She was on good terms with Li Shiying, and although she didn't know exactly what had happened, she could tell that Prince Jing's men were coming with great force, and Li Shiying's situation was probably not good.

"Go and call the servant."

Bai Weiwei lowered her voice, "Quickly go to the Prime Minister's residence and send a message to Lord Li, saying that Miss Li has been captured by Prince Jing's men!"

The carriage sped along the mountain road, and the driver seemed to pay no attention to the people inside. Li Shiying and Zhu Ye were jostled around in the carriage, feeling dizzy and nauseous.

Zhu Ye sensed that the atmosphere was not good. Although she did not want to suspect her young mistress, even the most foolish person could see that she was involved in this matter.

"Miss!"

Zhu Ye lowered her voice, "What exactly happened? Is Miss Jiang's accident related to you?"

"How could this have anything to do with me!"

Li Shiying retorted in a low voice, "Haven't we always been together?! How would I know something happened to her?!"

Zhu Ye looked at her young mistress with a slightly complicated expression, but she couldn't figure it out for the time being. She could only nervously let the carriage take them down the mountain.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally stopped. Feng Ling rudely lifted the curtain and said, "Miss Li, please get out of the carriage."

Li Shiying felt dizzy and was helped off the carriage by Zhu Ye. As it was getting dark, she looked around and suddenly noticed the four large characters "Ministry of Justice Prison" written on the plaque next to her door.

Jail!?

Li Shiying then realized the seriousness of the situation. Although her heart was pounding, she still questioned sharply, "What are you doing?! Why did you bring me to the Ministry of Justice prison?!"

Feng Ling had no intention of explaining. With a glance, several old women who had been waiting there immediately stepped forward, grabbed Li Shiying and Zhu Ye's hands, and dragged them inside without a word.

Li Shiying had never been treated like this before, and instinctively tried to struggle, but her strength was no match for these rough old women.

Li Shiying and Zhu Ye were shoved into the cell. She stumbled and fell directly onto the filthy floor. Smelling the stench, Li Shiying felt deeply humiliated and immediately started shouting.

"What are you going to do!?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard footsteps approaching, and for some reason, the sound made her heart tremble.

A moment later, the footsteps stopped in front of her cell door. The cell was dimly lit, and Li Shiying struggled to make out who it was before she recognized that the person standing in front of her was Song Jinglan.

At this moment, Song Jinglan's expression was no longer as usual. His sharp gaze swept across her face, making her break out in a cold sweat.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."

Li Shiying tried her best to appear nonchalant. The person she longed for was standing right in front of her, but she didn't dare to even look at him. "You... your men brought me here. Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstand?"

Song Jinglan glanced at her indifferently, a chill spreading in his eyes, "Jiang Yuyue's carriage plunged off a cliff at Mount Putuo, do you dare say it wasn't you who did it?"

"Fall off a cliff!?"

Li Shiying was taken aback, a hint of undisguised pleasure flashing in her eyes, but she quickly put on a concerned expression, "Then... how is Miss Jiang? I invited her up the mountain to enjoy the autumn scenery, so I suppose I bear some responsibility... But Your Highness has imprisoned me here, could it be that you suspect I'm involved? I only extended a kind invitation, how could I have known beforehand..."

Halfway through her sentence, looking at the indifferent Song Jinglan in front of her, she felt an even greater sense of oppression, and she dared not continue speaking.

"I don't have much patience."

Song Jinglan's eyes were devoid of emotion. Just as he was about to speak again, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the corridor, followed by Li Daocong's voice, "Your Highness...! Your Highness, please wait!"

Earlier, Li Daocong received a message from Miss Bai of the Left Vice Minister's family, sent by a servant. He was shocked and then quickly inquired about the details, only to find out that his daughter had been imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice's jail.

Li Dao was panting heavily, clearly having run all the way in. He arrived in front of Song Jinglan and hurriedly bowed to him.

"Your Highness! I don't know what wrong my daughter has committed that has led you to bring her here!"

Song Jinglan didn't even glance at him, only a hint of impatience on her face, and slowly opened her lips, "Bring the person up."

Upon hearing this, the guards immediately brought a person in front of them, and this person was none other than the villain who had just been tortured.

As soon as he was brought up, the man turned his gaze to Li Shiying. After examining her face for a moment, he hurriedly said, "It's her! It's her who was planning to kill Jiang Yuyue!"