Little Zhi'er poked her tiny head out from behind Feng Fuce.
Still puffing her cheeks, she added grumpily, "Maybe Uncle Wang Yi is lying too, hmph!"
Wang Yi's expression changed, and he continually bowed his hands in respect: "Princess, you overestimate; how could I dare to deceive the Holy Emperor with such matters."
"The reason Bai Yanyan sought my help was that she was asking everywhere on the street if anyone could help her enter the palace to find her family."
"This matter was witnessed by nearby shops, who can all testify that I'm telling the truth."
"I thought she wanted to ruin the Emperor's reputation, so I approached to inquire, only to understand what was actually going on."
Feng Fuce chuckled coldly, "A deliberately faked scene, something you, Wang Yi, are not incapable of doing."
Wang Yi waved his sleeve, "Marquis, your words are somewhat biased."
