"Who knows if you hit a snag in the middle and ended up shooting yourself in the foot?" Feng Changge sneered repeatedly.
In his heart, he was already convinced that today's incident was orchestrated by Feng Wuchen himself.
But he never expected that he would inexplicably get caught up in all this trouble.
The very thought of it made him fume with anger.
...
Feng Qiwu saw the two engaged in a fierce exchange and coldly interrupted them, "Enough. Whether what she says is true or false, I will determine! Someone, take her to Zhao Prison for a thorough interrogation!"
Upon hearing this, the maid suddenly collapsed weakly to the ground, then started screaming madly, "No...please, no! Everything I said is true!"
"Your Highness the Third Prince, it was you who instructed me to do this, why don't you admit it?"
"I don't want to die, waaaah!"
But no matter how much she cried and pleaded, she was mercilessly dragged away by the Golden Scale Guards.
