After being read, the plot collapsed and the protagonist went crazy!

Song Huaihua felt relieved when she saw that Xia Chen was also a little nervous.

"Just write, it's been over thirty years, what can you tell?" Song Huaihua said disapprovingly.

However, when they got the pen, both of them were nervous, and the words they wrote were not pretty.

Song Huaihua glanced at Xia Chen's and saw that it wasn't much better than what she had written!

Her handwriting has been specially practiced.

Princess Yiyang glanced at the two paintings. At first glance, they looked very similar, but upon closer inspection, although Xia Chen's hand holding the pen was shaking, her handwriting was slightly better than that of Song Huaihua.

"What does this mean?" Song Huaihua asked.

"What I want to say is already obvious." Wen Heng said.

Everyone looked at her suspiciously.

"Pretending to be a princess is punishable by beheading. Who sent you here?" Wen Heng asked.

The woman shook her head, "I...I didn't, I didn't pretend, I am the little princess in this mansion."

Wen Heng frowned, "I know, give her an injection and it will make her life worse than death. She will bleed from all her orifices, and her intestines will be pierced and her belly will be rotten."

Xia Zhizhi glanced at Wen Heng, and then understood, "Okay, I happen to have this poison."

"You...you...mother, save me."

"Who ordered you?"

"No one, don't come here, mother, are you just going to watch them bully me like this?"

Princess Yiyang wanted to stop her. After all, she was not sure who was the winner between Song Huaihua and Xia Chen.

After all, there is no conclusive evidence.

"Heng'er..."

"Auntie, I don't know where the information was leaked and people took advantage of it, but this woman is obviously following Aunt Xia's example."

"Why did I learn from her? Why didn't she learn from me?" Song Huaihua asked.

"Because we were the ones who came here first, not you, and we know what's going on best." Wen Heng said, "I know, since she's not afraid of death, let's give her a good time."

Seeing Xia Zhizhi taking out a small silver needle and about to pierce it towards her, the woman dodged around.

"No, no, I just didn't lie. Mom, please save me."

There was a commotion for a while, and Princess Yiyang didn't know who to help.

After all, even if she doesn't want to see her, it might be her biological daughter.

When she thought about the years when she was not with her, her heart was filled with guilt.

"Heng'er, I understand, don't mess around."

Xia Zhizhi rolled his eyes, "Ah, it's too late, it's already stabbed, and he will die soon."

When Song Huaihua heard that she was going to die, she immediately became furious, "Give me the antidote, give me the antidote, save me!"

"I understand, is there no other way?" Princess Yiyang asked.

Xia Zhizhi nodded seriously, "No."

Song Huaihua was about to cry to death, "You...you...mother, kill her, kill her."

Princess Yiyang listened to the long-awaited names, but when she looked at Xia Zhi's face, she couldn't bear to give up.

"I know, please think of a way to save her."

Xia Zhi didn't know what Wen Heng was up to, but she somehow believed in him and accompanied him in a play.

But whether this can really bring about the result she wants, she doesn't know.

She didn't actually poison her anyway.

"Even if you kill me, you won't survive. Your orifices will bleed, your intestines will be pierced and your belly will be rotten. You'll die miserably, and you'll be in so much pain that you don't want to live!"

"You...you are lying. How could a child of your age get such ability?"

Xia Zhi Nunu mouth said, "Then you can ask the princess."

Princess Yiyang nodded. She believed that Xia Zhizhi could cure diseases that ordinary people could not cure. Naturally, she could also do what she just said.

Song Huaihua burst into tears. If she had known that her life would be in danger, she might as well have lived an honest life at home.

It's better now. If you don't live a good day, your life will be lost.

It's better to live than to die. Although life at home is a bit hard, I can still live.

"I know, you can't hurt anyone's life under any circumstances!" Princess Yiyang said in a deep voice, "Is there really nothing you can do to save her?"

Xia Zhizhi looked at Wen Heng, "I don't have it. I don't know if brother Wen Heng has it, but I just listen to his words."

[No matter what your plan is, you can't let me handle the matter alone. If you want to be scolded, you have to be scolded together. 】

Wen Heng laughed inwardly, he was helping her, but the little girl really never forgot to trick herself.

"Auntie, if his people can get the blood-stained purse, they must also be able to find an antidote for her..."

"No one ordered me around, don't talk nonsense. If I come to find my own mother, why should I need someone else to order me around?"

Xia Zhi spread his hands and said, "Then there is nothing we can do."

"Killing requires a life."

Xia Zhi nodded, "Then I'll die!"

"You..." Song Huaihua begged to see her but it was of no use, and she collapsed on the ground.

"It's still a while before I burn the incense. Do you feel a pain in your stomach and difficulty breathing..."

Song Huaihua really felt it, and when she said this, the feeling became even stronger.

"It's so damn bad. It's all Brother Wenheng's fault. That's what he said. Otherwise, I wouldn't need such poisonous medicine."

Song Huaihua looked at Wen Heng hatefully, but Wen Heng's expression remained unchanged.

Princess Yiyang had already called for a doctor, but Xia Zhi said that her poison could not be cured by ordinary doctors.

Time passed by minute by second. Song Huaihua was still stubborn at first, but as time passed, she couldn't stand it anymore.

She wanted to live, she couldn't just die.

No normal person would let himself die without choosing to save himself.

She didn't want to die.

As soon as she was about to leave, Princess Yiyang noticed something.

Where would she go if no one told her to?

She glanced at Xia Zhizhi, who nodded slightly towards her.

But how could Wen Heng let Song Huaihua leave like this?

"Where do you want to go? Just die here!"

"Let me go, I don't want to die here, I want to live."

"If you want to live, tell the truth. We have already guessed your trick."

Song Huaihua shook her head, but wherever Wen Heng stood in the way, her whole body ached again, and she screamed like crazy, "Isn't it okay?"

Song Huaihua ran out. As for where she went, Wen Heng naturally had people follow her.

Princess Yiyang sat down and said, "What is going on? She is not Yue'er. Where did that purse come from?"

She looked at Xia Chen again, "Are you Yue'er?"

Xia Chen shook her head, "I...I don't know, I can't remember anything."

"Master, this word is the same as the princess's. I have seen this embroidered sachet before. I think so."

Princess Yiyang nodded, "I also want her to be my Yue'er, but..."

"Auntie, you are a smart person. If you think about it carefully, if Aunt Xia is not, why should that woman imitate Aunt Xia in everything?"

"I asked her to write and embroider things to let you know that she is imitating Aunt Xia. Although there is no direct evidence that Aunt Xia is, this is also evidence."

Wen Heng's eyes fell on Xia Chen, "Aunt Xia, think about it carefully. If Aunt Xia is not her, why would she pretend to be such a person? He just doesn't want your mother and daughter to recognize each other."

Princess Yiyang nodded, "I also think she is my daughter. Even if she is not, I will recognize her as my daughter, but why does that person want to stop us? Who is hindering us?"