Xiao Qingyu was left in the hall, unable to rise to his feet. He tried to discern something from Chu Yihan's receding figure, but his eyes, which once clearly understood the ways of the world, could make out nothing.
Chu Yihan, he was too profound!
Su Yingxue was led out by the hand by Chu Yihan. Su Yingxue blinked and asked, "Aren't you afraid someone will see and suspect my identity?"
Chu Yihan reached out, untying her veil's straps with a light laugh, "Xiao Qingyu has already recognized you as the empress. Why keep up the pretense? Besides, we have all the witness testimony we need, and Xiao Hui's fate is sealed."
"But Xiao Qingyu's guilt has yet to be determined!" Su Yingxue nodded towards the hall behind her, "The one kneeling inside has more cunning methods than Xiao Hui. Escaping from prison—I suspect he could pull that off!"
She hadn't forgotten that back in Jiang Du City, Xiao Yu had managed to dig a tunnel down the mountain overnight to evacuate them.
