Well, Fan Zhiwen (the accountant's name) is her confidant whom she has cultivated for many years. She would rather lie to anyone than to herself.

With this understanding, Liu Rusi completely dispelled the doubts in her heart.

Yang Qianqian looked at the two people in front of her and laughed secretly in her heart. She had already done enough drama, and she probably would be believed even if she said that Old Man Fan hurt his leg to frame her.

Of course, with Yang Qianqian's IQ, she is not capable of doing such slanderous things. She can avoid it for a while, but not forever.

"Prince, what brings you to me?" She stood on tiptoe, looking timid and hesitant, and her voice was very low, giving people the feeling that she was easy to bully.

"Well, did you go to the accounting office a few days ago?" Yuwen Duo did not narrow his eyes. He was not as angry as before... uh, or curious.

In fact, as a prince, there was really no need for him to be angry over a small accountant.

He was just curious about how a woman who was usually cowardly could have such courage to hit someone. That was the reason for his curiosity.

"Your Highness, yes!" Yang Qianqian could only tell the truth.

"Your Highness, Your Highness! She admitted it!" Fan Zhiwen shouted, causing Yuwen Duo to glare at him fiercely.

Yang Qianqian was so frightened that she quickly took two steps back, her face full of panic, and she even secretly glared at him.

Fan Zhiwen shrank his head. Of course, Yuwen Duo saw every move of Yang Qianqian.

The suspicion level has risen to level ninety-nine again. It looks like I’m almost done with it! (No, Qianqian, are you thinking you’re playing the Ni Shui Han dungeon? How come you’re almost done with it? Can you be serious?)

"Did you hit Mr. Fan's leg?" Yuwen Duo turned his head and looked at Yang Qianqian again.

“This…” Yang Qianqian raised her face, revealing an innocent look with tears in her eyes like in a Japanese comic, and then she knelt down with a plop, her whole body trembling.

“Your Highness, Your Highness, I didn’t do this on purpose. It’s just that Ruyue grew up with me. She was in so much pain, and I really couldn’t afford to pay for it, so I had no choice but to ask Mr. Fan for my monthly allowance… But Your Highness, ten taels of silver is really not enough to treat my leg injury…”

She cried and wiped her eyes vigorously with a handkerchief, her eyes were red, and tears fell down, it was so emotional. I'm afraid that Oscar winners are no more than this, right?

If I had known that I should not have studied medicine and applied to film school instead, I would probably be a big star now.

While crying, I must say everything I need to say. There is a saying: Even rabbits bite when they are angry.

She had to make the prince feel that she, the "rabbit", was really anxious. If it weren't for the maid who grew up with her, she would never dare to be so bold.

Of course, there is one more important point...

"Ten taels of silver, no money?" Yu Wenduo narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Rusi, "Rusi, how much is the princess's monthly salary?"

Liu Rusi shuddered suddenly, she knew that Fan Zhiwen had withheld her monthly salary.

However, she had always been resentful that she could not become a princess because of her background and that an ugly woman took her place, so she turned a blind eye.

"Your Highness, it's... it's two hundred taels!" Knowing that Yuwen Duo would not tolerate any sand in his eyes, she could only tell the truth.

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