Ji Xiang's face became more intense and colorful.

After all, this sentence was an invisible reply to him.

That's right, they gave you back the music score, but they didn't let you play at the birthday banquet. Even if they gave in, you would play if they asked you to play. Who makes you so obedient? It's just the words of a servant? Who's to blame?

Everyone looked at Bu Fengli, waiting for him to say: Seventh Brother is right.

Sure enough, under the spotlight, he spoke.

What he said was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Qing Ning, tell the truth."

Qing Ning was startled and raised her eyes to look at him.

There was another low uproar in the whole place.

Let the truth be told?

Does that mean what I just said is false?

Qing Ning instantly sweated through her clothes.

Sure enough, the hero and heroine are standing tall!

Given his temperament, it was perfectly normal to respond to Ji Xiang with what Bu Sachen had just said, but it could even be more extreme.

But he didn't.

Not only did he not, he didn't even respond to Bu Sachen's words, and he even asked her to tell the truth.

It was obvious that he was protecting Ji Wanqing and did not want Ji Wanqing to bear this responsibility.

In other words, he could denounce Ji Xiang, become a mortal enemy of Ji Xiang, and distance himself from the responsibility of the Fourth Prince's Palace, but he would not let Ji Wanqing bear this responsibility.

Is that so? She doesn't know.

All she knew was that he asked her to tell the truth, probably asking her to reveal the Queen Mother.

Because in his understanding, the music score was given to her by the Queen Mother.

But how was she going to tell him that it was a lie she made up and it actually had nothing to do with the Queen Mother.

Her temples were pounding and her heart was in chaos. She didn't know what to say.

Everyone looked at her, including him.

Their eyes met, Qing Ning lowered her eyes and bit her lip.

"From how you got that piece of music to when you gave the score to Miss Ji Er, just tell the truth. The rest, I will be here for you." Bu Fengli spoke again, but no emotion could be heard.

Sure enough, she was asked to confess to the Queen Mother.

But she didn’t get it from the Queen Mother!

Qing Ning felt like she was going crazy.

"Speak quickly!" The emperor in front has lost his patience.

"Slave...Slave really picked up the music score on the street..."

Upon hearing this, Bu Fengli narrowed his eyes and interrupted his words with a deep voice: "Think about it carefully before you speak! Tell the truth!"

Qing Ning: "..."

She couldn't tell the truth. Could it be that she saw it from the script and showed it to them?

Who would believe it? They would just think of her as a madman, right? Moreover, in the script, she died and was injured, Bu Fengli even rebelled, and the emperor died in the later period. If you show them, you will only die faster!

Therefore, she could only insist that she picked it up.

"My slave really picked up the music score on the street. Then that day, my slave was going to Qingfeng Tower to find the Seventh Prince. When passing by an alley, I saw a few people bullying Miss Ji Er. I stepped forward to save them. My slave

When he was injured, he saw a piece of paper on the ground, so he picked it up and wiped the blood. After wiping, he found out that it was the music score that Miss Ji Er had dropped. Seeing that the music score was stained with blood and nothing could be seen, the slave girl remembered that she had picked up the music score.

A piece of music score, so I gave the one I picked up to Miss Ji Er to express my apology. I didn’t know what was wrong with the music score..."

"Do you understand this music score?" Bu Fengli suddenly said.

Qing Ning was startled, raised her eyes, and found that Bu Fengli was not asking her, but Ji Wanqing, holding a piece of paper in her hand.

It was the modern piece of music composed with Arabic numerals that she had deliberately left behind the walls of the Four Princes' Palace.
Chapter completed!