“She insists she’s done nothing wrong and blames me for everything! Fine, I admit it was my mistake to kick her, but I apologized, didn’t I? Who climbed over the concubines’ quarters wall and committed the real crime? How does she have the nerve to drag me into this? From the moment she let her hair down and scaled that wall, I knew she’d be all kinds of trouble, but she’s like an anchor pulling everyone down. Now she claims we both need to be interrogated, as if it’s all my fault. Does that make any sense?”
Demanding an ally in his indignation, Sinyeong turned to Sinhui with an intense glare, practically urging him to join in condemning her.
But Sinhui only blinked in confusion.
“What are you talking about? I have no idea what you mean, Brother.”
“Well, it’s....”
The more Sinyeong thought about it, the more unfair it felt, and he was just about to unload the entire story on Sinhui when a court lady’s voice interrupted from outside the door.
