Luo Wanxiang clutched her wrist, her voice dripping with venom as she accused, "Crown Prince, this wretch pushed my sister down the stairs! She tried to kill her! My brother-in-law saw it with his own eyes! This wretch is my brother-in-law's concubine—this is a family matter, and I kindly ask Your Highness not to interfere!"
Lu Ying glanced at Lu Shiyan.
Lu Shiyan's heart gave an involuntary tremor. For some reason, he suddenly felt unable to meet the gaze of his legitimate younger brother.
Lu Ying asked Shen Yinning, "Did you push Luo Wanzhao?"
"I didn't." Shen Yinning denied resolutely, "She barged into Zhaoyue Hall with people to cause trouble for me. When I refused to yield, she jumped out of the window herself to frame me. I tried to save her, but she not only rejected me, she even scratched my arm."
She rolled up her sleeve in front of everyone.
By the light of the lanterns, the crowd noticed that her slender, fair arm indeed bore five long scratch marks.
