Pei Lingling was in pain again and filled with rage.
Pei Shu'er was practically dragging her face through the mud.
Xianghua had been beaten twice.
She protested, telling Pei Shu'er to stop, but the pain made her voice too weak.
Pei Shu'er's voice appeared normal, yet she spoke every time Pei Lingling tried to, so others couldn't hear her.
Pei Lingling took a deep breath, ready to stop it.
Then she heard Pei Shu'er say, "However, since the Imperial Concubine was poisoned in our Prince Mansion, we bear responsibility too."
"Someone, bring everyone who has come into contact with this cup of tea in the mansion, I will question them one by one."
Those uninformed around Pei Lingling thought Pei Shu'er's actions were justifiable, even systematic and responsible.
But in Pei Lingling's eyes, that damn Pei Shu'er was just stalling for time, wanting to prolong her suffering.
She was the one who poisoned it, Pei Shu'er couldn't find anything.
