Murong Man's smile stiffened on her face, but she quickly recovered, incredulously saying to Murong Jiu:
"Ninth Sister, what are you talking about? How can you just assume, based on your own suppositions, that I have an affair with the Second Prince? I've told you, there's nothing between the Second Prince and me—why won't you believe me?"
"How is it merely a supposition when someone has personally told me that the Second Prince helped the Marquis Mansion by knocking me out and sending me into the bridal sedan for you? How am I supposed to forgive you?"
Murong Man's expression became somewhat panicked, "Who is it? Who is spouting nonsense? Ninth Sister, the matter of the bride replacement was all a misunderstanding, it had nothing to do with me or the Second Prince!"
"Is that so?"
Murong Jiu said disbelievingly, "I treated you as a sister, yet you deceived me like this, deeply disappointing me."
"Ninth Sister, I really did not deceive you!"