"It's not me, it's really not me. I don't know anything. I didn't kill Lan Xiang."
As she spoke, she burst into tears and kept calling Lan Xiang's name. After calling Lan Xiang, she called Chu Shaoyang again.
"My lord, do you believe Yun'er? Yun'er has never done this. I really haven't done it."
Her face was pale, with tears streaking across her face, her body was trembling constantly, and she huddled in Chu Shaoyang's arms like a pitiful child.
Chu Shaoyang hugged her, gently patted her back with one hand, and comforted her softly.
"Don't be afraid, Yun'er. No matter what you do, I believe in you and will always believe in you. After Lan Xiang dies, I will send you a better and more considerate maid to serve you. You can sleep peacefully. I will stay with you here and never leave you."
In his soothing voice, Shen Biyun gradually calmed down. After taking the medicine, she quickly fell into a deep sleep, but she still held his clothes with one hand, her brows furrowed and her expression clear.
Chu Shaoyang sat next to her like this for most of the day without even moving his buttocks.
He stopped talking and just stared at Shen Biyun's sleeping face silently. No one knew what he was thinking.
There were servants and ladies standing around in the room, but no one dared to make a sound and disturb the prince and concubine.
Until the light was turned on at night, Chu Shaoyang's personal attendant Xiao Anzi hurried in from outside and reported a few words to Chu Shaoyang in a low voice.
Chu Shaoyang's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly stood up. Unexpectedly, this movement was too violent, and he woke up Shen Biyun who was sleeping.
"My lord, where are you going? Don't you want Yun'er anymore?" She opened her eyes, the tears were not dry at the corners of her eyes, and new tears welled up.
Chu Shaoyang's heart softened, he sat down again, held her hand, and said softly: "Yun'er, don't panic, why would I not want you? It's just that something happened, and I have to deal with it."
Shen Biyun's body trembled, she held his hand tightly, and said nervously: "My lord, don't blame your sister. This matter has nothing to do with your sister. Yun'er believes that your sister must be innocent. She...she didn't mean it."
Chu Shaoyang frowned and said: "How do you know that this king is going to find that bitch!"
Shen Biyun shrank and said timidly: "The prince only gets so angry when he thinks of his sister. Did my sister do something wrong to make the prince angry again?"
"This shameless bitch has not come back since she left the racecourse!" Chu Shaoyang blurted out in anger.
"Sister...has she left the house?" Shen Biyun's eyes flashed, and she looked out the window and said worriedly: "Ah, it's dark outside. Sister is still staying outside the house so late. What if she encounters danger? What to do? I wonder if the black guard is always with my sister to protect her?"
Her words were like adding fuel to the fire. Chu Shaoyang's teeth clenched and veins popped out on his forehead.
Mo Chuan was like a thorn piercing deeply into his heart. Whenever he thought of this man, he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
He hates Mo Chuan, not because Mo Chuan made him look ugly in public, but the moment he rescued Shen Ning from Mo Chuan, his hatred for Mo Chuan went deep into his bones!
Because that man actually risked his own life to save Shen Ning. He, Chu Shaoyang, wanted that bitch's life, but he actually let him save her. How could he not hate her