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Ning Zhi's lips were trembling in fear, her tongue and mouth were numb. Just as she was about to say something, I stopped her. "No, don't say anymore!" My eyes were blurry with tears. I couldn't even see her face.

"I know you do everything for me. It's just that I don't understand how that kind-hearted and loyal Ning Lian could become like this. "

My legs were getting weaker and I couldn't stand properly. Ning Zhi hurriedly came to help me, and she cried. "Young Mistress, please let me say it, it's really hard to stop me from saying these words."

I pushed her hand away, annoyed. "What are you trying to say? That the musk was prepared by you? Did you grind the purslane into powder and add spices? " "Or are you even willing to kill an unborn child to help me?"

Due to my anger, my voice clearly rose up by a few decibels, but it was actually Xiao Luzi who heard my voice. "Young Mistress, don't be angry, Young Mistress!" Ning Zhi fell to the ground, unable to utter a single word other than crying.

Xiao Luzi kneeled on the ground: "This servant has served Young Mistress for almost a year now, what kind of humiliation Young Mistress has suffered, and how many good deeds he has silently done … Others may not know, but this servant and Aunt Ning Zhi however know clearly." Xiao Luzi was emotionally moved: "That Noble Consort Mianshou was unable to frame Young Mistress earlier, so if I were to get the prince, I have to get rid of him."

"So, I have to strike first. I have to be ruthless. I have to get rid of all the obstacles in front of me. Is that so? " I even thought that if my death could put an end to all this fighting, then I would willingly do so.

Xiao Luzi seemed to have seen through my thoughts, "Even if Young Mistress wanted to blame this servant, there are some things that Xiao Luzi still needs to say. Even if it wasn't you, someone else would have tried to harm the Eleventh Prince. Why not give this favor to Noble Consort Ling? In this palace, there had never been an eternal friend, much less an eternal enemy. It's just a matter of weighing things up. "

How could I not have thought of these things, but there may be many ways to do it, not necessarily.

I cried softly as I cried, "You all don't understand, but my heart is in pain. Just now, Yun Xu's small and skinny face, as well as his weak crying voice, were still in my mind. How can I forgive such a child because of me? "

"NO!" This is not the Young Mistress's fault, it's my servant. " Ning Xiang crawled to my feet like a wind demon: "If anyone were to bear it, bear it, I am willing to die to repay my sins. Just want... I just hope that Young Mistress will forgive this servant … "

With that, Ning Xiang kowtowed three times towards me, blood actually flowing out from her forehead: "It is my honor to be able to serve beside Young Mistress in this life. I just hope that Young Mistress does not vent her anger on my sister, and allow her to stay as a servant and serve her well, and accompany you in the years to come. "

I anxiously pulled her up, "Are you trying to help me or are you trying to force me to death? Wanyue went, Tian Er went, even Ya Bei went. You still want to die in front of me, do you still want me to hate such a useless person like me? There's nothing I can do to stop one of you dying. "

"No, Young Mistress, it's not." Ning Xiang threw herself into my embrace, "This servant only hopes that Young Mistress is safe and sound. I never thought it would make you so sad. "

"Ning Xiang." I called out to her, "Don't risk it for me again. I can't afford to lose any of you. " We all burst into tears. It was so hysterical, so soft. Xiao Luzi laid on the ground and sobbed.