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Song Qing and Yu were shocked. They weren't sure if it was really them. He quickly pushed open the door beside him and rushed in. As soon as he entered, he locked the door and was about to leave through the back window. A dagger was pointed at his neck.

"Don't want to die, shut up."

That person was dressed in black, and his face was covered. One could not see his appearance, and only his pair of eyes were sharp and intimidating.

Song Qingyu finally reacted. The person that Zuo Linyu mentioned just now was none other than him.

"Put down the dagger and I will help you. If you threaten her like this, she won't let you go easily. When the time comes, even if I die, I will be a small child, so wouldn't you die with me as well? "

The man listened to what was happening outside and wondered if he should throw the woman out first. Hearing that she dared to speak to him in such a manner.

Seeing that he was not moved, Song Qing Yu continued: "You eavesdropping is a mission, and I eavesdropping is because I hate you, I hate you to the bone! To a certain extent, our enemies are united. "

The man could tell from Song Qingyu's expression that he was not lying when he heard that a guard was about to be found outside. He asked doubtfully, "How are you going to help me?"

"If you hide here, I will think of a way to stall him. But after you leave, you have to do something for me. "

"You still have a condition?"

"It's only me who saved your life. From then on, we do not owe each other anything when you help me."

"Alright." The man looked at the girl strangely. With the knife on his neck, the first person who dared to negotiate with him was also the man.

"If you want to find someone named Senior Servant Yue who's by Chen Fei's side, throw her into a locked room in the backyard. This has to be done quickly, and it has to be done within the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn. I saw her heading towards the Imperial Garden just now, if she saw Consort Chen first. I will give you up! Let Zuo Linyu have a thorough search. "

He saw the hostility in the woman's eyes.

Was this woman underestimating him? The man narrowed his eyes.

The people outside had also arrived at the same time. He was about to slam the door.

Song Qingyu glared at him, "You have not hidden yourself well. Wait for the right time to leave."

The man was stunned. Had he been ordered by someone else to do something? This woman!

The footsteps outside quickened.

A trace of a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. His hand relaxed as he lightly leaped away.

Song Qing Yu saw him leave. He took in a deep breath and hit the door lock. A powerful kick came from the outside and knocked Song Qingyu to the ground.

Zuo Ruyu then stepped in. His cold eyes swept across Song Qingyu.

"It's you?"

Song Qingyu struggled to get up. He knew that he recognised her, but he purposely replied, "It was me just now."

Zuo Linyu's gaze turned ruthless as she gestured for everyone to leave.

They waited for the group to leave.

Zuo Linyu ruthlessly grabbed onto Song Qingyu's neck and questioned, "What did you eavesdrop on? Why eavesdrop? What do you want to do? Are there any other accomplices? "

Song Qingyu was choked with pain.

"I was only looking for someone to pass by and heard a sound coming from the side palace. That's why I approached. Seventh Prince, what sort of accomplice are you talking about? Are you trying to kill me because you dislike me? Or had the prince seen someone in such a shabby attire to eavesdrop? "

Zuo Ruyu sized her up, but it didn't seem like she was faking it. "Then why did you run? Why did you lock the door? Why did you appear here?"

"I received an invitation from Chen Fei today. I was originally going to come back to look for Chen Fei's bracelet, but I got the wrong person. When he saw Senior Servant Yue walk over, he thought she was from the Cheng Gan Palace. He didn't expect her to have lost her. He didn't know why, but he had walked over here. I'm the young miss of the Song Family, if you want to take her, I'm not going to hide. "

Zuo Ruyu suspiciously stared at her, not letting go. "You said it yourself, why should I believe you?" What did you hear? "

Song Qing Yu looked into Zuo Linyu's eyes and said honestly, "I heard that the Seventh Prince wanted to deal with Murong Yan from the Murong Mansion."

Upon hearing these words, the strength on Zuo Linyu's hands suddenly increased.

Song Qingyu quickly said: "Seventh Prince, I, Song Qingyu, am already engaged to you. You are my future husband, how could I betray you! What benefits do you have to me! "

Zuo Linyu was slightly stunned. Her heart was slightly moved, as if a stone had splashed into water. This feeling of passing by was quickly forgotten.

What she said made sense. He slowly let go of Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu gasped for breath as he slumped to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Why aren't you pinching it? Just strangle him to death. "

Zuo Yuanyu glanced at her and saw that her snow-white neck had some shocking marks on it. Now, it had turned purple. Her voice was cold, with a trace of resentment.

Zuo Yuanyu squatted down and slightly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but she turned her head away. Seeing her stubbornness, she explained: "This prince was also in a rush and lost his composure."

Song Qingyu remained silent.

"Let this prince see where the injury is."

As he spoke, he moved to unbutton her collar. Song Qingyu was shocked, she grabbed her collar and retreated a few steps, "Men and women are different, it's good as long as the prince doesn't suspect me."

Zuo Yuyu heard her cold tone and frowned, pulling her over.

"Didn't you just say that you were this prince's future wife? What's wrong with having your future husband examine the wound? "

Song Qing and Yu turned their heads, "Not injured."

Zuo Linyu ignored her and pulled her away. Song Qingyu struggled as hard as he could, but it was unable to resist his strength. His collar was pulled, and as expected, his neck was covered in bruises. "Bring you the medicine."

"I still need to find a jade bracelet for the Imperial Concubine Chen."

"It's just a broken bracelet."

"I don't …"

Seeing that she didn't leave, Zuo Liyu picked up Song Qingyu who was on the ground and carried him in his arms.

Before Song Qingyu could finish his words, he panicked, "Quickly let me down, someone saw …"

"This prince thought that you were unafraid of the heavens or the earth. How about being seen? Aren't you the future Seventh Imperial Concubine? "

Song Qingyu pursed his lips.

Zuo Yuanyu laughed inwardly when she saw the look of frustration on her face. Since the last time she'd seen her, she'd always been like a hedgehog. It wasn't easy for her to suppress her temper this time.

Unbeknownst to them, a cold sneer flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Zuo Yuanyu carried her into the side hall.

As soon as the medicine was delivered, an unfamiliar woman sat down at the seat where the Seventh Prince usually sat. When the Seventh Prince took the medicine, he didn't say anything and just stood to the side to mix the ointment.

How could the Seventh Prince tolerate a woman sitting in his seat when he was always so slow to smile? The people inside the palace were cautious. They felt it was strange and did not dare to look anymore. After sending the medicine, they hurriedly retreated.

Zuo Linyu carefully fiddled with the ointment and gently applied it.

Song Qingyu was stunned for a moment before he stretched out his hand, "I will do it myself."

"Can you see it?"

"Aren't there little palace maids?"

"What would the palace maid think if she saw your scars? Or was it this prince's fault? "