Their gazes met.
Shen Yinning lifted her hem and walked forward coquettishly, fully enchanting in her demeanor: "I traveled to the Xiaokan Temple to pray for my father, brothers, and mother. By my count, it has been half a month since I've seen Your Highness. Day and night, I think of Your Highness. Do you miss me, Your Highness?"
As usual, she leaned against Lu Ying's broad shoulder, seemingly boneless in her softness.
But before she could get close, she was stopped by the imperial guards dressed in black and gold.
Two guards rudely forced Shen Yinning down to her knees in front of the Interrogation Hall.
Shen Yinning raised her innocent little face, incredulous: "Brother Lu Ying, what is the meaning of this? Are you going to interrogate me?!"
De Sun approached, holding a tray: "Madam Shen, do you recognize these two items?"
On the tray lay a black sachet and some powdered incense.
