Zhou Shu staggered and almost fell.
I spoke so softly, yet you still heard it?
So be it if you heard me. Can't you pretend you didn't?
I'm embarrassed by your question, okay?
"Grand Minister, you've heard wrongly! It wasn't me. I didn't say it!" Zhou Shu shook his head.
"Is that so?" Yin Wuyou's voice was calm as she casually said, "Haitang, did I hear wrongly?"
"No!" Haitang said with certainty. "I also heard it. When Your Highness entered, this was what Superintendent Zhou said!"
Zhou Shu: "…"
"Superintendent Zhou, Are you looking down on me?" Yin Wuyou said coldly. "Do you think that I'm just in charge of the Forging Division and know nothing about poetry?"
"No, absolutely not." Of course, Zhou Shu had to deny it. "I've never thought that way. Grand Minister, I'm just a blacksmith. It should be used to describe me. I don't even recognize many words. I know nothing about poetry."
