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Shen Man stared at the cracks left by the whip on the blue bricks, her smile not reaching her eyes: "Is Your Highness intending to openly defy the imperial decree?"

"Today, I, the princess, will see who dares to harm my husband!" Su Jingrou turned to look at the Emperor, her eyes bloodshot. "If Your Majesty insists on the exchange, then grant me death first!"

"Nonsense! Guards, take the Princess away!" Just as the guard commander Zhou Zheng was about to lead his men forward, he saw Su Jingrou raise her long whip again and strike straight at Shen Man.

Shen Man stepped back, her right hand swiftly reaching for her waist, drawing a black pistol with lightning speed.

The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Su Jingrou.

"Your Highness, if you don't want to die by my spear, don't make any rash moves!"

Su Jingrou's face turned pale instantly. Her eyes widened as she stared at the cold muzzle of the gun, her body trembling involuntarily.

Shen Man's eyes were cold and resolute, seemingly devoid of any emotion. She gripped the gun tightly, her finger on the trigger, ready to fire a deadly bullet with the slightest movement.

Seeing this, the Emperor was terrified and immediately tried to stop him: "Lord Ding, don't be impulsive, let's talk this out!"

Shen Man's eyes fell on Su Jingrou's beautiful face, and she said softly, "Her Highness the Princess is stunningly beautiful, but unfortunately, she is blind!"

"How dare you, woman, insult this princess!" Su Jingrou's eyes widened in anger, her delicate body trembling slightly. She couldn't understand why Shen Man would speak such arrogant words.

However, Shen Man seemed not to hear her. She slightly raised the muzzle of the gun, the cold metal pressed mercilessly against Su Jingrou's forehead. A mocking smile played on her lips: "Your Highness, though your eyes are not blind, your heart is!"

Originally, I didn't want to tell you this cruel truth, so that you could retain a glimmer of hope. But it was you who forced me to tell the truth.

You think you're protecting a hero? Hahaha, he's nothing but a shameless traitor with blood on his hands!

The long whip in Su Jingrou's hand fell to the ground with a "crack," and the color drained from her face. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she asked in a trembling voice, "What did you say? Who is the traitor?"

"Of course it's your good husband, the renowned and mighty General Meng Qi. Who else could it be?" Shen Man's voice was as cold as frost, as if it came from the deepest hell.

Meng Qi was struck dumb upon hearing this; he never expected that Shen Man actually knew about his betrayal of the Meng family army.

His face turned extremely pale, and the double maces in his hands clattered to the ground. At that moment, only one thought occupied his mind: to escape this place as quickly as possible.

He turned and dashed out of the hall like a whirlwind, his dark-colored outfit fluttering in the wind.

However, just as his foot crossed the threshold, he heard a loud bang behind him, and a searing pain, like a volcanic eruption, burst forth from his right leg, causing him to fall forward to the ground.

Dark red blood, like a flood bursting its banks, quickly soaked through his clothes, meandering down the blue bricks to form a horrifying river of blood.

He turned around in terror and saw Shen Man holding her hand, slowly approaching him.

Her steps were steady and firm, each step seemingly landing on Meng Qi's heart.

Her shoe tip mercilessly crushed Meng Qi's fallen maces, making a crisp sound.

"Trying to run?" Shen Man's voice was as cold as ice, and wisps of smoke were still rising from the muzzle of her gun. "Back then, when you colluded with Cui Chengdao to lure the Meng family army into the trap you had already set, did you ever think that this day would come?"

She stepped on Meng Qi's back, leaned down and grabbed his hair, forcing him to look Su Jingrou in the eye. "Open your dog eyes and see, the light in Her Highness the Princess's eyes has been extinguished by your own hands."

Su Jingrou froze on the spot, the long whip in her hand already slipping from her grasp.

Looking at Meng Qi's pained and contorted face, she recalled the cold sweats he would break out in the middle of the night over the years, and the strange ledgers and the birth dates of the Meng family army soldiers hidden in the secret compartment of his study—it turned out that it wasn't that she couldn't understand them, but that he had hidden them too well.

“Arou…” Meng Qi weakly reached out his hand, but Su Jingrou’s retreating figure stung his eyes. The look in her eyes was no longer filled with the love and trust of the past, but only with endless disappointment and hatred.

"Arou, don't listen to her nonsense. I didn't kill Meng Jiajun at all. Arou, you have to believe me!"

"Now that things have come to this, do you still want to argue?" Shen Man's lips curled into a cold smile as she snapped her fingers.

Footsteps approached from afar outside the hall, and a young man dressed in black slowly entered.

The man had a cold and stern look, especially his eyes, which were exactly like the one Meng Qi remembered.

"Young...Young General, how...how are you still alive! No, this can't be! I clearly saw it with my own eyes..."

When Meng Qi saw Cui Jinrong, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face turned completely pale, as if he had seen a ghost.

He struggled to get up, but Shen Man stepped on him hard, and the pain from his wound made him groan.

"Vice General Meng, how have you been?" Cui Jinrong's voice was low and cold. He slowly walked up to Meng Qi, looking down at this once arrogant and powerful general.

"Impossible... You clearly... You're not Meng Chao, who are you?" Meng Qi's voice trembled, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

Cui Jinrong squatted down, reached out and pinched Meng Qi's chin, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"Surprised? I am Meng Chao's son, Meng Zirong!" His voice was filled with hatred. "You think that by killing everyone in my Meng family, you can cover up the fact that you betrayed the Meng family army?"

You didn't expect this, did you? Cui Chengdao adopted me, raised me to adulthood, and even let me find letters in his study showing your collusion with him!

Upon hearing Cui Jinrong's words, Meng Qi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His whole body trembled, and his voice was choked with sobs: "No, this is impossible, you're lying to me..."

"Lying to you? The evidence is conclusive, and you still want to deny it?" Cui Jinrong's eyes widened in anger, and he squeezed Meng Qi's chin so hard it hurt.

Then, he turned and bowed to Emperor Mi, saying, "Your Majesty, I am Meng Zirong, a descendant of the Meng family army. This man is a traitor to my Meng family army. I have been ordered by my Crown Prince Chiyan to arrest him and bring him to justice. I hope Your Majesty will grant me permission!"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of letters from his pocket and handed them to the Emperor for inspection.

Su Jingrou staggered back a few steps and barely managed to stand up by holding onto the pillar beside her.

Looking at the scene before her, she felt dizzy and disoriented.

It turns out that the husband she had loved all these years was actually a complete traitor.

Su Jingrou stared at Meng Qi, her eyes burning with hatred. She walked step by step to Meng Qi, her voice cold and resolute: "Meng Qi, it turns out you are not a peerless hero at all. I must have been blind to fall in love with you!"

Shen Man put away her gun, walked to Su Jingrou's side, and said softly, "Your Highness, although the truth is cruel, you have seen his true colors, which can be considered a kind of relief."

Su Jingrou looked up, her eyes filled with sorrow, "In the end, my life has been a waste."