The room fell silent for a moment.
Lu Ying pushed aside the bed curtains, his voice hoarse: "What?"
On the inner side of the bed, Shen Yinning endured the soreness and propped herself up.
She pulled the brocade quilt up to her chest, her delicate, rosy face glowing with an excited smile. In her small, raspy voice, she repeated Gui Quan's words: "Your Highness, Gui Eunuch said that Sister has been thrown into the Ministry of Justice's prison!"
Lu Ying's expression darkened as he turned to her: "Why are you so happy?"
"Me? Happy? Not at all! I was just afraid you didn't catch it clearly, so I was kindly repeating it for Gui Eunuch!"
Lu Ying knew this little vixen was taking delight in others' misfortune.
He asked Gui Quan, "What did she do to get herself thrown into the Ministry of Justice's prison?"
