When Lin Youyu heard Yun Luofeng expose her identity, a flustered gleam flashed through her eyes, but she said nonchalantly, "I don't understand what you mean." She would never admit that she had a grudge against Yun Luofeng anyways.
"State Preceptor, she is not lying. You are the heiress to the Poison Valley."
Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind the crowd. The crowd parted and a gentle-looking woman slowly came forward.
Seeing the beautiful woman walking to her, Lin Youyu scowled, "What do you mean, Queen?"
The queen turned her beautiful eyes to Lin Youyu and tightly bit her lips, "State Preceptor, don't deny it. Five days ago, you came to me and told me what happened between you and Yun Luofeng. And you slandered her, claiming that she seduced your father. You hate her so much that you tried to frame her.
Boom!
Anger welled up within Lin Youyu, and she glared at the queen's tender face, "Queen! You... "
