At dawn, Jiang Yeqian finally raised his head to look at the Qinglong River. The water surface was calm and placid.
He whispered quietly as if talking to himself, "I'm not ugly. Is my confession really so suspicious?"
Zhao Xin, who had been standing behind Jiang Yeqian till his legs were slightly numb, suddenly came back to his senses. "Your Excellency, did you confess to Lady Qi?"
Jiang Yeqian replied in a faint tone, "Yes, but I was cussed out and called worthless. She even suspected that I only confessed because it was advantageous to me."
Zhao Xin tried to sort through the information quickly. Then, he said in a low voice, "This sounds normal."
"Normal?" Jiang Yeqian suddenly looked back at Zhao Xin.
Zhao Xin said with great earnestness, "Your Excellency, if you looked at this from Lady Qi's perspective, would you fancy a woman if she were just a little girl from the countryside?"
Jiang Yeqian, "..."