As the night descended, Chu Junyi secretly entered Yingyue Courtyard and complained as soon as he was in the room. "Ninghua, Madam Zhao is also living in your courtyard, and yet you sent for me here so openly. Are you really not afraid of her framing you?"

Holding a book in her hand, Shen Ninghua leaned back on the chair deep in thought. She suddenly restored her senses when she heard his voice. "Just let her frame me. The only thing she could rely on is the baby, so she ...