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As she loosened her grip, the paper containing her testimony fluttered down, much like her heart, devoid of any anchor. She opened her mouth and, with great difficulty, said, "How could it be my mother?"
When Xiao Yu saw the testimony, he felt the same shock. The one who had poisoned her was, astonishingly, her own mother. What kind of twisted mindset could lead a mother to inflict such a cruel poison upon her own daughter? Unfortunately, the maid only knew this much. Song Feiwan's mother had been dead for many years, making it impossible to verify anything.
He hesitated, contemplating whether to keep the testimony from her. But first, he could not betray his promise; second, if he were in her position, he would want to know the truth. As he looked at her pained expression and listened to her sorrowful murmurs, his heart ached with an impulse to disregard everything and pull her into his embrace.
Song Feiwan swayed slightly, taking two steps back before her legs gave way and she collapsed into a chair. Shattered tears silently slipped from her beautiful eyes. This sight tugged at Xiao Yu's heart even more, and he couldn't help but call out her name: "Feiwan."
Yet she seemed not to hear him, lost in a daze. Xiao Yu fell silent, choosing to accompany her quietly and give her time to process.
In truth, Song Feiwan's display of despair was largely an act. Having crossed over into this story, she held no real feelings for the original character's mother. Even upon learning that she was the one who had poisoned her, there was little sorrow to be felt. There was surprise, certainly; after all, it was the first time she had encountered someone capable of such brutality against their own child.
She couldn't understand why the original character's mother would do such a thing. However, she had no intention of investigating further. This time at the Song residence, using herself as bait, she had two main objectives: first, to reprimand and punish several members of the Song family and completely bring them down; second, to uncover who had poisoned her and eliminate any future threats.
Since the original owner's mother is dead, it is impossible for her to rise from the coffin and poison her again. Therefore, there is no need for Song Feiwan to concern herself with the origin of the poison.
At this moment, her display of sorrow serves not only to solidify her own persona but also to lay the groundwork for what she intends to do next. After coming to this realization, she slowly lifted her gaze to meet Xiao Yu's deep, phoenix-like eyes.
Xiao Yu felt a sudden jolt in his heart, and his back stiffened slightly. "Your Highness, do you remember this?" She pulled a piece of white jade pendant from her sleeve and showed it to him.
Xiao Yu furrowed his brow. He knew that Song Feiwan had a jade pendant she never parted with, said to be a token of their love.
Before he could find the right words, Song Feiwan gave a self-deprecating smile. "You don't need to say anything; I already know."
Xiao Yu pressed his thin lips together. "Does this have anything to do with you being poisoned?"
Seeing Song Feiwan smile while her eyes grew redder, struggling to hold back tears, Xiao Yu felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on his heart, suffocating him.
"I just think it's utterly meaningless," Song Feiwan said in a voice filled with despair. "Is there really a place for me in this world? My own mother poisoned me with slow-acting toxins, ensuring I wouldn't live past eighteen."
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