As the oil lamp in the room slowly went out and the shadows started to fade, Zhu Longwei fell into deep contemplation as he thought about Meng Jie's words again. His face was somber, his eyes flashed with concern.
"What do you think, Young Master? Do my theories make sense?"
"On that day, the woman in red, the Queen of Huainan, caught Miss Tan and led her to that cliff. According to Miss Tan, she confirmed her relationship with the Fourth Prince, who had just become King of Huainan. But she denied the queen's charge that she had stolen something from her king. I have no clue if it's true that she stole it or if it was just a trick by the queen to make the charge against her seem worse."
With a brief pause, Meng Jie added, "The best guess, of course, is that Miss Tan took something from the king and then the queen tried to stop her and took it back from her hand. Isn't it true that you can't have smoke without fire?"
