Hearing his words, Chen Jingxi was secretly happy. As long as he didn't doubt that she was not the original owner, he could just find a Taoist priest or a monk to take her in.

Chen Jingxi stood up and started talking nonsense again: "Your Highness, I have a good opinion. I was originally a virtuous, gentle, quiet, and frugal woman."

"During the years when the prince was away, I treated the sisters in the palace as if they were my own sisters. Even though they were disrespectful to me at times, I didn't hold it against them because they were all his concubines. I never expected..."

Chen Jingxi turned her head away, pinched herself hard, and turned back to cry again. "I didn't expect that my repeated concessions didn't win their respect, and it almost killed me. Woo woo."

Chu Jinghuai frowned. What the secret guard reported was almost the same as what she said, but he always felt that something was different.

Looking at his expression, Chen Jingxi knew that he believed what she said, but not completely. She couldn't let him think about it any further, otherwise it would easily reveal his flaws. After all, she was not the original owner.

Then she leaned against his chest and said aggrievedly, "It's all your fault. If you hadn't taken in so many concubines, this princess wouldn't have been nearly killed, and I wouldn't have become such a shrew. Now that this princess has such a bad reputation, how am I going to live in the future?"

Chu Jinghuai's thoughts were interrupted. He sighed, looked at the woman in front of him, and helplessly comforted her, "You are alive and well. With this king here, who dares to talk nonsense?"

Chen Jingxi's evil plan succeeded. The corners of his mouth rose slightly. He wiped the snot and tears from his face and left Chu Jinghuai's arms.

"With the prince's words, this princess will try her best to live well."