Feng Wei'an understood Yu Yunxi's meaning immediately. He quickly shook his head and said, "Ninth Imperial Aunt, don't tell me you think this matter has something to do with him? It's impossible. He treats me very well, and he has no reason to harm me."
"I'm not saying Godbrother wants to harm you, but I…"
Feng Wei'an interjected, "Ninth Imperial Aunt, the handwriting doesn't belong to the heir of the King of Xinan's Residence."
"What do you mean?"
"I heard about what happened when you returned to Xinan. I heard about what Gao Shixuan did. She imitated your handwriting, right? Ninth Imperial Aunt, you should know better than anyone else that handwriting can be imitated. Not only that, but it's not impossible for people to have the same handwriting," Feng Wei'an said.
'Same handwriting?'
