Hearing his explanation, the empress frowned suspiciously.
“Then what was all that about the wall?”
“...Well, during our argument at the market, the conversation shifted because we saw a thief climbing over a wall. It turned into a debate about whether the thief was at fault for crossing the wall or the owner for building such a low wall. That’s all. Emotions ran high, and we parted on bad terms. Meeting again today brought those feelings back.”
“And what about the part where she let her hair down at night?”
‘What a memory she has....’
Sinyeong thought with a sigh.
Faced with his mother’s relentless questioning, he quickly fabricated another excuse.
“...As we parted ways, she said she’d return at night with her hair down. That’s all....”
While the detail was technically true, he left out that she had already done so.
The empress still didn’t seem entirely convinced and eyed him with a strong sense of skepticism in her gaze.
“...Is that really all there is to it?”
