Bai Zhi'er hurriedly went with Prince Qing to the Imperial Study Room.
Bai Xilie was burning with anger at this moment.
When they arrived, Prince Kang was kneeling in the middle courtyard of the study room.
This year, Prince Kang had just turned thirty-five. Although his features were handsome, he couldn't hide the middle-age spread common in men.
His cheeks were round and white, giving him a somewhat wealthy appearance.
At this moment, however, the expression on his face was no longer the usual timidity.
Bai Zhi'er watched him lift his neck, as if determined and mustering courage.
"Imperial Brother! Even if you want to beat me, scold me, or drive me out of the capital, I have no objections."
"But Mu Rou is innocent, please do not implicate her because of me."
"Mu Rou is not at fault, it's all my foolishness, my disgrace! I carelessly tarnished her body, causing her to carry my child, I must take responsibility for her!"
