"Sir, Sir, she's Master Qin's guest."
The courier brought a pot of tea upstairs. When he saw the two guards pointing their steel knives at Su Qing, he quickly came to his rescue.
"Why are you strolling around in the middle of the night instead of staying in your room?"
The two guards did not believe Su Qing just because the courier had helped them out of the situation. They continued to question her sternly.
Su Qing did not show any fear towards the stern-looking guard and coldly replied, "I went to the yard to cut some willow branches."
"No, young lady, why did you cut willow branches?"
Even the courier felt that there was something wrong with Su Qing's reply. A young lady cutting willow branches in the middle of the night? It was no wonder that the official was suspicious. Even he found it suspicious.
"Basket weaving."
Su Qing was still as cold as ice. She didn't even bother to say another word.
