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Song Feiwan's situation was indeed precarious, hanging by a thread. The toxins that had been hidden in her body for over a decade suddenly erupted, taking half of her life away. She had prepared herself for this, so she felt somewhat reassured. However, she never expected that Xiao Yu would come!
She finally recalled that she hadn’t informed him about her return to the manor. What could she do? No matter how much she pretended, they had never been lovers; she and Xiao Yu were not close at all. Given their lack of familiarity and his recent busy schedule, it was understandable that she hadn’t thought to tell him.
Meeting Xiao Yu's dark and oppressive gaze, Song Feiwan mustered her dwindling strength and nodded slightly. The man still held her hand tightly and turned to look at the members of the Song family kneeling outside the door.
"Did you poison my consort?" he asked coldly.
Zhuo Jie drew his sword, ready to behead the Song family members at a moment's notice!
Song Taipeng panicked, trembling as he lay on the ground, desperately denying, "No! I would never dare do such a thing!"
Lady Li added, "Your Highness, there must be some misunderstanding! The princess may not have been poisoned by anything here!"
Xiao Yu retorted, "My consort, who has always been healthy, fell ill upon arriving at the Song residence. You still dare to say it has nothing to do with you?"
He snatched Zhuo's sword away, pointing its sharp edge at them as he commanded, "Bring them in for strict interrogation!"
The Song family members cried out in unison, "Lord, spare us! It truly wasn't us!"
But how could Xiao Yu listen? The servants brought by Song Feiwan surged forward and pinned several members of the Song family to the ground, beginning to torture them mercilessly!
Dong Zhi rushed to the front and slapped Song Shuyou across the face several times.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
She shouted, "Tell me! Did you harm our lady?"
Song Shuyou was stunned from the blows and screamed, "You vile servant! How dare you hit me! I will kill you!"
Xiao Yu cast a cold glance at the scene and said, "If you can't speak properly, then have your tongue cut out."
Song Shuyou fell silent in shock.
Terrified, she looked at Xiao Yu, listening to the anguished cries of her family being tortured. With tears streaming down her face, she pleaded, "Your Highness, please show mercy! How can you resort to such brutality before the matter is clarified? This is against the law of the kingdom!"
At that moment, Song Feiwan felt a sudden discomfort in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xiao Yu's gaze seemed to burn him; it felt as if a volcano erupted within him, while an icy chill spread from his feet upwards.
He dared not think deeply about what would happen if Song Feiwan were to die here.
The law of the kingdom? He lost his reason, his words like ice. In this place, I am the law! Winter Solstice!
"Servants!"
"What are you still doing? Quickly find the culprit who poisoned the Princess! I want him to regret being born into this world."
The unmasked intent to kill terrified the servants of the Song residence.
The servants of the Chen Wangfu were even more ruthless; they let go of their restraints as Song Taipeng and others lay on the ground, battered and unconscious.
Xiao Yu did not notice that after Song Feiwan wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth, she was staring at him.
She found it strange.
Clearly, she had read the original story and knew what kind of ruthless villain he was.
At this moment, he transformed into a god of death—arrogant and cruel. With just a flick of his finger, he could end another's life, yet she felt no fear towards him.
Not only did she not feel afraid, but he also seemed incredibly charming.
The pain within her body and the chaos around her faded away completely.
Her breathing calmed, yet her heart trembled uncontrollably.
The world seemed to lose its color, leaving only him—steadfast and vibrant amidst it all.
She gazed at him.
Only him.
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