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But the next moment, all the gazes vanished with the wind, and his eyes were once again filled with a mesmerizing silver lake.

She lowered her head and gently stroked her slightly swollen belly.

"Shuangdie has loved the prince since she was a child, to the point of being hopelessly infatuated. For the prince, Shuangdie was willing to fall into prostitution, just so that she could see the prince one day. Moreover, the prince and Shuangdie have known each other since childhood and have confided in each other. If it weren't for the emperor's bestowal of marriage, Shuangdie would definitely be the princess of the Pingyan Prince's mansion."

"What's the difference between your status as a concubine and that of a princess?"

"Yes!" Shuangdie looked up abruptly, her lips pressed tightly together!

As if seeing through her thoughts, Feng Xue calmly pointed out the fact: "Situ Xingyun will have many more women in the future!"

"That's different!" Without Feng Xue, the prince's heart would belong solely to her, not just a small portion. He wouldn't murmur "My princess... Xue'er..." in his dreams every night. If Feng Xue hadn't appeared, the prince would have belonged to her alone from beginning to end!

Suddenly, Feng Xue felt the woman in green beside her tremble, as if she was enduring great pain.

"That's your opinion. None of this concerns me now." Feng Xue lifted her foot, preparing to leave White Bone Cliff. She had to hurry to Juechen Valley. Qingyi was about to collapse.

Shuangdie glanced at Qingyi, and a strange smile appeared on her lips.

“No, as long as you’re gone, the prince will be mine.” A sharp silver glint flashed in Shuangdie’s eyes, and a sharp hairpin slid down from her sleeve.

The two butterflies, each holding a hairpin, shot towards the woman in green with lightning speed.

Feng Xue turned around and caught the hairpin between two fingers, and their positions changed dramatically. Shuang Die took a few steps back and stood on the cliff tip, while Feng Xue, with Qing Yi in her arms, stood opposite Shuang Die.

But the large group of guards behind them saw a different scene.

The princess forced the concubine to the edge of a cliff, holding the maid in green with one arm and raising a hairpin with the other, the sharp end of the hairpin aimed directly at the concubine's stomach.

Volume 1: The Truth About the Folk Woman Named Qingyun, Part 4

Shuangdie's face was somewhat pale; she sensed an abyss behind her. But suddenly, she clenched her fists, tilted her head back, and her eyes gleamed with a faint glimmer of tears.

"Your Highness, Qingyi wasn't harmed by Shuangdie. It really wasn't Shuangdie."

Suddenly, noticing the tears in her eyes, Feng Xue seemed to sense something and pricked up her ears. The whistling wind was mixed with the sound of galloping hooves.

A ripple of emotion flickered in her eyes, but it vanished in the blink of an eye. A slight smile played on Feng Xue's lips. She would play along to the very end in this charade.

"Twin Butterflies," Feng Xue whispered.

Her voice rose, "I, Feng Xue, will never allow anyone to harm those around me. If anyone is harmed, I will repay them tenfold!"

The wind was blowing wildly, carrying Feng Xue's words so that everyone present could hear them clearly, including the anxious man in court robes who had just finished court.

When Situ Xingyun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he didn't have time to think and immediately rushed forward.

But when he saw Feng Xue's firm back, Situ Xingyun felt a pang of heartache for no apparent reason.

He stopped in his tracks.

"Xue'er." His voice was unusually gentle.

When Shuangdie saw the reluctance and tenderness in Situ Xingyun's eyes, her fist clenched behind her back. Her eyes welled up with tears, and her shoulders trembled slightly. "Your Highness, Shuangdie really didn't harm Qingyi." The green tassels in her hair fluttered in the wind, and Shuangdie, dressed in green, sobbed in the wind, like a willow in the wind, making her extremely pitiful.

"Xue'er, don't get agitated. I won't pursue the matter of Qingyi anymore. Let Die'er come over." Situ Xingyun approached her quietly.

"You promised me you wouldn't hurt my people. What have you done now? Whether you pursue this or not, it's none of my business." The icy voice was colder than the deep chill of the twelfth lunar month.

Suddenly, the woman in green, who had been silent all along, spoke. Her voice was very soft, softer than the wind, so soft that it was almost imperceptible.

“…Princess, Qingyi is really sleepy.”

Feng Xue trembled and hugged Qingyi tightly. "Don't sleep. Let's go find the divine physician Li Ge. He will definitely cure you."

"Hmm... I will definitely listen to what the princess says. I won't sleep, I won't sleep. I haven't seen Qingyun yet, nor have I seen the princess living happily. I really, really don't want to leave the princess so soon. But I really want to... really want to... sleep..."

The wind on White Bone Cliff was strong, carrying Qingyi's words far, far away.

Feng Xue pursed her lips tightly, her eyes slightly red, and she tried to smile. "Qingyi has never disobeyed my orders, so Qingyi cannot disobey this time either. Otherwise, I... I won't need you to serve me anymore." By the end, Feng Xue's voice had begun to tremble with sobs.

Situ Xingyun understood. He stared blankly at her back, a slight pang in his heart.

Meanwhile, Shuangdie carefully moved forward, completely unnoticed by anyone.

Suddenly, as if she had stepped on a pebble, she lunged at Feng Xue.

Lost in her grief, Feng Xue was stunned by the sudden turn of events. Even her hands, which were clutching Qingyi, unconsciously...

It's loose.

Qingyi, who was already on the verge of death, was struck by the twin butterflies and then suddenly let go of Fengxue's hand, causing her to fall towards the edge of the cliff.

"……Princess……"

Like a candle burning to its last flame, its final faint light is eventually extinguished by the wind, and it disappears from the world forever.

Volume 1: The Truth About the Folk Woman Named Qingyun (Part 5)

"Qingyi!—" Feng Xue's eyes widened in horror. She pushed Shuangdie away abruptly, and Situ Xingyun caught her.

Feng Xue knelt on the edge of the cliff in disbelief, staring straight at the misty abyss, her body trembling uncontrollably!