The Imperial Guard clasped their fists, coldly saying, "It's just our responsibility."
Upon hearing Qingmei crying, Bai Zhi'er immediately pushed through the crowd, "Sister Qingmei!"
She rushed to the center surrounded by people, where Qingmei sat on the ground, crying as she leaned in Cai Ying's arms.
"Your Highness," Qingmei tearfully raised the patchwork clothes in her hands, which had been torn, "The patchwork clothes made by Cai Ying for this servant were ripped by them."
Bai Zhi'er knew that Cai Ying had stayed up for three days to embroider these patchwork clothes.
They symbolized good blessings, and Qingmei cherished them immensely, storing them in a box with the intention of moving both the clothing and the box someday.
Bai Zhi'er angrily pointed at the Imperial Guard present, "You searched without my father's permission, and this tiny piece of clothing, it's evident at a glance whether it's right or wrong, so why did you have to destroy it?"
