"Utter nonsense!"
Song Xilan directed all her fury at Song Lianhe, showing no intention of letting the matter drop. Yet, she didn't spare a single glance for the corpse that Nanny Tian was cradling as she wept inconsolably.
Zhou Cangyan stroked the Bone Ring on his finger and casually averted his gaze.
"This is Ziyin's family affair. The Princess Consort and I shouldn't impose any longer." He looked up at Song Lianhe. "What, you want to stay here and wear mourning clothes? Aren't you going to hurry back to the Prince Mansion with me?"
Song Lianhe had been about to retort, but upon hearing his words, she wanted nothing more than to get as far away from him as possible.
"No way."
Zhou Cangyan glanced at her, then turned and walked away.
"Don't you leave!"
A vicious glint flashed in Song Xilan's eyes. She lunged, her fingers splayed, clawing straight for Song Lianhe's face—
