Lu Ang looked at Qing Yuan and said, “Do I need a reason to punish a musician?”
Qing Yuan was speechless.
Lu Ang stood up and left the manor. Qiao Nihong chased after him. She glanced at Qian qingyu, who was beside Lu ang, and said, “Lu Ang, Princess Qing Yuan will not be satisfied with you convicting Jiang Wan so easily.”
“Besides, this doesn’t prove that Qian Qingyu is innocent.”
Lu Ang said to Qiao nihong, “I can’t punish a mere musician, can I?”
He really didn’t want to see Jiang Wan and Qian Qingyu continue to confront each other. He was very unhappy to see Jiang Wan. If he couldn’t even punish a musician, then what he did as a prince would be meaningless.
When Qian Qingyu went back, she sat in front of the carriage again and saw Jiang Wan being taken away by the guards in the mansion from a distance.
She felt relieved and looked at the scorching sun in the sky, which drove away the haze she had had for years.
“Qingyu.”
