While the two of them were seriously talking, someone was peeking down from the roof. It was none other than Mu'er who was clenching her fists with her sharp and shining eyes. Her face that time not like the gentle Mu'er like everybody used to knew her. She is like someone else.
"Then, are you going to tell His Highness the Crown Prince? Yen'er, maybe with this I can get out of this terrible place, I can be free from accusations, right?" FuLan grabbed BaiYing's hands.
BaiYing couldn't promise anything, no matter what, the evidence and witnesses about the person who tied the glass string that caused Xiao'er to fall still Concubine FuLan. It's hard for her to free from punishment. BaiYing took a deep breath. He didn't expect everything turned out like this. Why did this become so complicated?
"Heh"