Edited by Larkspur
Chapter 27: Evil Has Its Retribution (Part 1)
Chu Jin Miao knelt on the ground with a thud as she cried out, “ZuMu, I really don’t know what is going on. You have to spare me this time!”
If one does not know what was going on then why would there be a need to ask Old Furen for mercy? Chu Jin Xian did not lose the sarcasm in her heart. Yesterday, she was still crying like raindrops on a pear blossom, repeatedly saying that Chu Jin Yao tore her collection of poems and even arbitrarily insisted that it was an individual manuscript and there were no copies. However, there appeared to be a perfectly fine copy today. Among those present, not mentioning Old Chu Furen and Chu Jin Xian, both of whom were used to weathering big storms, even a young maid would be able to figure out that it was most likely that Chu Jin Miao tore the collection of poems herself and did not want to admit to it. She then used the copy as a smokescreen and replaced the original with a fake before framing Fifth Young Lady.