Zhong Lishuang's entrance startled everyone.

"General, you've got it wrong. It's not what you think," Liu Yan followed her into the Zhong Residence, looking helpless.

Zhong Lishuang frowned and looked back at her former subordinate. "What's there to misunderstand? At the time, I saw the Emperor holding that purple-haired woman's head and kissing her fiercely."

Liu Yan, seeing Zhong Lishuang's confident demeanor, could only sigh.