Baili Qingcang's expression did not change much, but his frown indicated that a storm was brewing in his heart. "Hand over the letters!"

Shen Ninghua's heart tightened. When the palace maid walked past her with the letters, she discovered that the handwriting on the envelopes was almost identical to her own. However, she had never written these letters before. Who was behind this and did such good forgeries?

Shen Linghan struggled to refrain from curling her lips, ...