Shen Ning's expression changed slightly, and she felt that the heart in her chest began to beat uncontrollably again.
"Okay, let me ask you one more thing. You said you ordered someone to snatch that drawing. Do you know what is drawn on this drawing?"
She looked at him momentarily.
Chu Shaoyang replied without thinking: "Of course I know."
"Then tell me, what is it?"
Chu Shaoyang hesitated for a moment and replied: "Weapons, of course they are weapons."
"Oh, what kind of weapon is that? A gun? A sword? A halberd? A bow and arrow? Or a repeating crossbow? Or a hook and sickle spear?" Shen Ning counted the names of the weapons while looking at Chu Shaoyang.
Chu Shaoyang asked back: "Is this issue important?"
"No, it's not important at all."
Shen Ning took a deep breath and opened the door: "I have already asked the questions that need to be asked, and I also know the answer to the matter. Prince Dingyuan, you can rest assured, the emperor will not give you anything just because you are disrespectful to him. You accuse people randomly, right or wrong, whoever makes the mistake will bear the responsibility!"
Every word she spoke spoke loud and clear.
After saying that, she walked around Chu Shaoyang, opened the door, and walked out without looking back.
Chu Shaoyang's fingers moved slightly. When she passed by him, he could hardly control his desire to pull her, and even more wanted to hug her tightly.
But he stood motionless, and the wind blew in from outside the door, raising the corners of his robe and ruffling his hair.
He kept his eyes fixed on her back, watching her walk to the man's side.
The man held her hand tightly and pulled her out of his sight without looking back.
Chu Shaoyang seemed to have turned into a stone statue. His face had no expression at all, but his eyes were burning with painful flames.
After walking very far away, Mo Chuan stopped, took Shen Ning's hand, and came face to face with her.
"Ning'er, I shouldn't have let you see him and be humiliated by him. This matter has nothing to do with you in the first place, but I let you do it for me..."
"No, Mo Chuan," Shen Ning interrupted him gently, with no anger or disgust on her face, "your business is my business, unless you don't regard me as one of your own at all."
"Silly girl, the person I trust most in this world is you!"
Mo Chuan stretched out his arms and gave her a tight hug.
"Now that Chu Shaoyang admits that he did it, I will not be merciful. I will wait until I report to Ming's mother before I convict him."
"Mo Chuan, do you believe what he said? Do you really think he is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Shen Ning raised her head from his arms and looked at him with slight surprise.
Mo Chuan lowered his eyes, hiding the complicated emotions in his eyes.
More than anyone else, he hoped that the person behind the scenes was Chu Shaoyang, but he admitted it himself. Except for him and Li Zhixing, no one would know that the drawings on it were weapons, and Chu Shaoyang said He was absolutely right. Even if he wanted to exonerate Chu Shaoyang, he couldn't find a reason.
"Mo Chuan, it's not him. Everything Chu Shaoyang said today is just angry. He is not the real mastermind behind the scenes!"
Shen Ning left his embrace, looked at him squarely, and spoke word by word.
Mo Chuan's deep black eyes fell on her face and said calmly: "Ning'er, you don't want it to be him, right?"
"I never make subjective judgments. I just speak with facts. Mo Chuan is really not him."