The candlelight flickered.
Nian Ruxue's eyes turned dim, filling with tears, "Second brother, you know I was granted marriage to the second prince, right? Is it because I previously said that I was already the emperor's person that made you feel like I deliberately lied to you?"
Nian Jincheng remained silent, held up the teacup, but didn't drink, nor ate the dishes made by Nian Ruxue.
"Yes, I lied to you back then, but I had my difficulties. Except for the fact the emperor didn't take my body at Changchun Garden, the rest is true." A drop of tear fell from Nian Ruxue's cheek.
Nian Jincheng still said nothing.
