"In that case, I thought about the possible presence of musk on the Third Prince's wound."
"Go on." Chu Mingyuan examined her closely.
"Just as the court physicians mentioned, spring is the mating season for wild beasts. Tigresses also need to mate, and they may carry traces of male musk. What's so unusual about it? It injured the Third Prince again. Is it so illogical for the Third Prince's wound to have musk on it?"
Su Yingxue blinked her big, watery eyes, sincerity filling them.
After she spun such a tale, everyone present found no valid reason to refute her.
Especially the court physicians who had just spoken, their faces turned even greener, and they seemed to wish they could slap themselves.
"You... You're using sophistry! You're the one who harmed my son!" The empress was on the verge of hysteria!
Su Yingxue had already said everything, so how could she be in the right?
No!
She couldn't be in the right now!