Chapter 3 — She pretended to be pitiful, she pretended to be innocent

I just smiled, didn't answer, and let her hold my arm intimately. While passing by the lake, she suddenly leaned slightly. I took precautions early. At that moment, I immediately turned around and pulled her belt aside. Lieu Nhu Yen staggered, turned around and then stood still. Only my sleeve was torn by her.

“Sister, I didn't mean it!”

She frantically apologized. But at the bottom of his eyes, a flash of pride flashed that he couldn't hide. I slowly rolled up the torn sleeve.

"No problem."

“Anyway…”

I suddenly raised my voice.

“This outfit is something the Queen Mother personally gave as a reward.”

The words just ended. Lieu Nhu Yen's face instantly turned white as paper. As soon as the words fell, the entire hall immediately echoed with cold air. According to Dai Liang's law, any object given by the king, even if it is only slightly damaged, is enough to condemn a crime.

“No way!”

Lieu Nhu Yen's face turned pale, her voice suddenly became sharp.

“How could the Queen Mother reward you like that?”

“The full moon day of last month.”

I replied calmly, and at the same time took out a piece of jade pendant from my sleeve.

"This piece of jade was given along with that outfit. The palace's internal affairs have clear records. If you don't believe me, we can immediately send someone to investigate."

As soon as the words fell, Lieu Nhu Yen's body staggered. Her legs went limp and she knelt down on the ground with a thud. I bent down slightly, close to her ear, my voice was so soft that only the two of us could hear:

"In the future, if you still want to falsely harm others, you should at least investigate clearly before taking action."

“Tham Tri Y!”

In the end, she couldn't maintain her fake weakness, gritted her teeth and called my name, her eyes filled with resentment.

“You deliberately set a trap for me!”

I blinked slightly, my expression extremely innocent.

"If you say that, my sister is doing me wrong. Many people here witnessed with their own eyes that you tore my clothes with your own hands."

Just as the tense atmosphere reached its climax, a low male voice suddenly came from behind:

“What happened?”

Hearing that sound, Lieu Nhu Yen immediately changed her face. Tears come and go, as if I have just suffered a great injustice.

"My lord, I really didn't mean it, it was her sister..."

“King.”

I turned around to bow, intentionally revealing my torn sleeve.

"My royal-issued clothes were accidentally ruined by my sister Lieu. I'm thinking about whether I should go to the Internal Affairs Palace to personally apologize or not."

Tieu Canh Hanh's eyes stopped at the tear on his sleeve for a long time. Then, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist.

“Let this king see.”

Warm fingertips touched my skin, making me suddenly stop. Before he could recover, he heard his voice become a little colder:

"Since you know it's a royal gift, why are you still in such a hurry?"

Lieu Nhu Yen's face immediately stiffened. Her lips trembled slightly.

“Your Majesty... I..."

“Detention for one month.”

Tieu Canh Hanh's voice was light and carried a majesty that did not allow disobeying orders.

“Go back and copy the rules properly.”

Having finished speaking, he did not look at her again. I looked at Lieu Nhu Yen being led away by the maid in a lost state, and for a moment I still couldn't believe it. Did you win? Legend of fighting in backstage, turns out to be so simple?

“Are you satisfied?”

Tieu Canh Hanh suddenly asked me. I reflexively nodded, then quickly shook my head when I realized it.

“The king is wise.”

He snorted softly, raising his hand to remove a flower petal stuck in my hair.

“Tham Tri Y, you've been very different lately.”

My heart jumped, while I was still thinking about how to explain, I saw the corners of his lips curl up slightly.

“Just keep going.”

Looking at Tieu Canh Hanh's back gradually moving away, I placed my hand on my chest and breathed a long sigh. It seems that this prince is not as hateful as rumors say to his wife. Xuan Dao rushed to report the news.

“Miss, as soon as Lieu Trac Phi came back, she broke the whole room's porcelain and scolded people…”

“Just let her scold you.”

I stretch my shoulders.

“This is just the first round.”

That night, I was lying face down on the bed, intently looking at the list of personnel in the royal palace, when suddenly I heard a soft sound outside the window. Open the window, under the quiet moonlight lies a box of medicinal needles. At the bottom of the vase is engraved a small word: "Canh". I held the bottle of medicine, looked towards the owner of the hospital, and couldn't help but laugh. This prince is indeed a bit too secretive.