The one Ming Shu was talking to was precisely Yang Wan, whose face had paled.
She remembered that the Host also encountered this plot of being framed. No one acted as her witness and the Host defended herself in vain. At last she was punished to kneel and ponder over her mistakes.
But Ming Shu was very lucky. She had a fight yesterday and changed her clothes. So Yang Wan's testimony was full of loopholes.
"I didn't." Yang Wan was frightened and waved her hands. "I indeed gave you the Dan medicines. If you stole them, just hand them over quickly, Xuan Ji, don't get me involved."
Ming Shu wished she could help her. "But you didn't even describe my clothes right. Is it that you lost your memory, or was I sleepwalking?"
She looked at the servant disciples not far away and asked smilingly, "What I was wearing yesterday, you should remember, right?"
The servant disciples shrank back. They were a little afraid of Ming Shu now.
