Shen Jingxian looked towards the direction the voice came from and saw Song Yan holding a bowl of something black, looking at her with an unfriendly expression.
As the saying goes, first time unfamiliar, second time familiar.
Ever since the soul of the Princess appeared, she had seen some big scenes and wouldn't be afraid when facing this sudden hellish death mode.
One person's sins, yet another has to bear them, sigh.
Just as Song Yan was about to force-feed the potion, Shen Jingxian suddenly said, "Sister Song Yan, it's me."
Song Yan's hand paused, disbelief first appearing in her eyes as she looked at Shen Jingxian, then complexity, and finally... hate?
Shen Jingxian truly admired the old trickster Princess Yuan; she wondered what was said to Song Yan to make the child act this way.
"Sister Song Yan, the person you saw earlier wasn't me, now it is."
