Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Yue Mingxuan's face, which then turned sorrowful as he asked, "Who instructed you to frame me?"
The woman hadn't expected Yue Mingxuan's expression to change so suddenly. Startled, she quickly knelt and said, "This servant hasn't been instructed by anyone. These are all things this servant saw with her own eyes."
Seeing that even at this critical moment, the woman still intended to incriminate him, the last trace of pity in Yue Mingxuan's heart vanished. "You're certain that on the day you saw me, the sky was so dark you couldn't make out what clothes I was wearing?"
The woman nodded. Seeing this, Yue Mingxuan's tone carried a hint of gravity as he said, "You're lying. If the sky was so dark that you couldn't even see what clothes I was wearing, how could you possibly be certain that person was me?"
