She Was Not Just A Pretty Face

"However, we overlooked the fact that Zhi'er respected you because you used to care for him back when he was in Danjue. What's more, you tempted him with his father's favorite horse, which naturally made him even more willing to obey your request." At this point, Lu Liangwei lifted her gaze. "Am I right, Princess Luosang?"

Wanyan Luosang's face had completely drained of color, and the composure she had fought to maintain had crumbled as well.

She looked away, not daring to make eye contact with Lu Liangwei.

How did Lu Liangwei know everything so clearly?

It was as if she had been listening in on her when she was giving Zhi'er instructions that day.

Horror surged in Wanyan Luosang's heart.

She wanted to refute, but when she met Lu Liangwei's icy gaze, she felt her heart sink like a stone.

It seemed that she would not be able to clear her name today, no matter how she defended herself.