Qianxi threw away the clothes in her arms and clutched Wei Yuewu's feet. She pleaded loudly.

"Sixth Young Lady, Sixth Young Lady, save me please. Tell the Madam Dowager that it was not my idea. I'm just a servant. Why…why would I want Imperial Academician Xie's clothes?"

The clothes were scattered all over the ground. It could be seen that they were not skirts for girls but clothes for men. Considering Qianxi's previous words and her current behavior, she was ...