Consort Ru looked somewhat puzzled. "What rumors? Your Highness, I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean."
Princess Qingyang raised an eyebrow. She scanned the hall, her gaze landing in a specific direction as she said pointedly, "Ever since Chutang returned from Wulan Mountain, rumors have been swirling around the Capital City. They say her intentions for going up the mountain that day were impure, that she had ulterior motives. At first, I thought it was just baseless gossip and paid it no mind. But who knew that when I stepped out for some air just now, I would happen to overhear the beloved daughter of Lord Luo from the Honglu Temple discussing this very matter with a few of her close friends. From her tone, she seemed to find the whole affair utterly shameful."
Shen Yanchuan froze. He looked up, a frosty chill coloring his refined features.
Seated at his table, Luo Yingqi was instantly dumbfounded.
