After a long while, she said hoarsely, "Brother, you already know..."
Shen Wuzheng nodded gravely.
Shang Ruyi let out a bitter laugh, feeling her eyes burn. She lowered her head, suppressing the indescribable pain and bitterness in her heart for a long time, then slowly raised her head, her moist eyes looking at Shen Wuzheng, and softly said, "Brother, do you want to ask me if it's true—did I assassinate the Emperor?"
"..."
Shen Wuzheng was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "I won't ask."
Shang Ruyi was taken aback, "Why?"
Shen Wuzheng said, "I know better than anyone what kind of person my little sister is. Just mentioning this matter, I can tell that you're sad, not afraid. So how could you have done such a thing?"
Shang Ruyi's heart warmed, "Brother..."
Shen Wuzheng looked down at her and said in a low voice, "I just want to know why you got involved with the Emperor."
