"Yes! You said I wrote the letter. Regardless of whether it was written by me or not, for the sake of fairness, shouldn't you also make a copy? Maybe you are the one crying thief because Long Xunyi put me first, so you resent me. You also have every reason to sacrifice your hair for Long Xunyi and slander me."
"To be conferred the title of Imperial Concubine, you should also write one." Long Xunyi frowned slightly and said coldly.
"Your Majesty, don't you trust me?" No, she couldn't write that word, absolutely not...
Long Xunyi glanced at her coldly, "But the facts are before us. These words were not written by Sister An. To prove your innocence, you should write one too!"
Concubine Feng gritted her teeth secretly, but she did not dare to go against the emperor's will, so she wrote it.
As soon as Concubine Feng finished writing, An Tingyu snatched it away with one hand, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my god, Concubine Feng, it turns out you really are the one crying thief?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Concubine Feng glared at An Tingyu angrily, then turned around and said to Long Xunyi anxiously and pitifully: "Your Majesty, although these words are similar, they are really not written by me."
She was too angry before, so she didn't notice these words, but when she compared them just now, she also found the problem. However, now that things have come to this, she can only insist that An Tingyu hired a ghostwriter, but she didn't expect An Tingyu to bite back at her.
But what exactly is going on?
She clearly hadn't written anything like this, and how could she possibly do that? That was her most precious hair. Even if she resented An Tingyu, she couldn't possibly fight An Tingyu with her hair.
Looking at Concubine Feng's anxious look from the side, An Tingyu smiled coldly in her heart. She was an agent living in the high-tech age. In modern times, there are countless electronic dogs, infrared rays, and a variety of precision instruments. She can complete the task without anyone noticing in that situation. What's so difficult about going to Chongyang Palace to copy Concubine Feng's handwriting and then cutting her hair?
But unfortunately, these imperial concubines would not know about this, and if anyone was to blame, it was herself. If she had not touched her precious son, she would not have bothered to teach her a lesson.
"You still dare to quibble? If you didn't write it yourself, why would the handwriting be the same?" Long Xunyi said angrily.
"Royal brother, actually you can't say that, because Concubine Feng may be sick!" At this time, An Tingyu had a faint smile on her face, and her voice was soft. No emotion could be seen from her expression.
After she said this, Long Xunyi and Concubine Feng looked at her in confusion.
Long Xunyi: Why did An Tingyu let Concubine Feng go so easily? Listening to An Tingyu's words, she seemed to want to plead for Concubine Feng.
Concubine Feng: What exactly does An Tingyu want to do? After An Tingyu knew those things, would An Tingyu still be so polite? And if An Tingyu was really polite, she would not have cut her hair, so An Tingyu must have some bad ideas in her mind.
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