Lady Zhao raised her hand, and a maid came up holding a sky-blue dress. The dress was adorned with many gems and shimmered under the lights, dazzling the eyes.
Song Lingyu immediately stepped forward to take a look. The sky-blue dress was beautiful, but the threads on the chest were loose, and it was impossible to mend since the material was silk. Once it snagged, it couldn't be fixed.
"Mom, it wasn't me."
The moment Song Yiyi saw the dress, her body trembled slightly.
"Yiyi, why don't you explain what happened." Lan Zhongxuan calmed Song Yiyi's emotions a bit. Although he was angry too, it was important to remain composed at this moment.
Seeing that Lan Zhongxuan was not angry, Song Yiyi dared to say, "At the time, I wanted to fix my hair, and as soon as I raised my hand, the gemstone on the chest fell off by itself."
"Are you kidding me? How could a gemstone fall off on its own when they're all sewn on the chest? How could they possibly fall off for no reason?"
