"Prince, she was just confused for a moment, she has repented now. I beg the Prince to spare her, as her mistress, I assure you she will not stir up trouble again," pleaded Madam Mu as she knelt down crying. Li Yanran's confession rekindled her hope.
"Prince, I have something to say." Upon seeing Li Yanran's confession, Li Jiesong commanded the servants to stop and began to exclaim, "It was Blackie, Blackie from the city who resold the grain. We merely sold our grain to him, we did not inflate the price."
Chu Suifeng looked at him coldly, not even a sneer crossed his face. What a fool, that Li Jiesong was!
Situ Gong explained with a faint smile, "Blackie is a bandit, his grains are resold to the North Country. His crimes of treason have been exposed."
"But I..." Li Jiesong was gobsmacked.
Madam Mu, unable to bear it any longer, scolded him, "Shut up." Just when things were beginning to turn around for them, this fool of a son had incited Chu Suifeng's wrath again.