"Forget it. I'll consider it." She said vaguely.

Qin Jiuge smiled triumphantly, "That's right." She stood up and adjusted the hem of her skirt. Before leaving, she reminded him, "Remember to choose carefully, Your Highness."

…

Until the crimson figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Chu Qingluan looked at the invitation in her hand and shook her head helplessly.

However, at this moment, a servant came to report: "Princess, Eunuch Cao is here, saying that His Majesty wants you to come to the palace to discuss something."

Chu Qingluan paused, guessing that her father might want to ask her about the assassination case, so she ordered, "Go tell Eunuch Cao that I will change my clothes and enter the palace immediately."

Chu Qingluan quickly got up to change her clothes, and she casually placed the scroll on the table beside her without paying any attention to it.

Little did she know that after she left, a tall figure walked in from the door, wearing a dark brocade robe that outlined the man's beautiful figure.

Soon, a pair of cold, white hands with distinct joints picked up the scroll on the table and gently unfolded it.

After seeing the contents clearly, the man's dark eyes suddenly narrowed, and a terrifying pressure gushed out from him -

The man subconsciously gathered his strength, and an internal force gradually gathered towards his palm. With just a little effort, the scroll in his hand would immediately turn into ashes.

But he suddenly stopped at the last moment.

What's the point of just tearing up the scroll?

He slowly loosened his grip, unfolded the scroll again, and read the names on it one by one.

"Young Marquis Lin, Young Master Zhou..." Even the prince of Zhenbei Palace was included.

He ran his slender fingers across the portraits, and the sinister look in his eyes deepened with every name he uttered.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the window. Xie Yunqi's eyes flashed, and he quickly restored the scroll to its original state and put it back to its original position.

"Sir?" The maid looked at the man who came out of the house in surprise, "Why are you..."

"Just passing by." Xie Yunqi smiled slightly, as if the gloom just now had disappeared.

"I heard that His Highness was going to hold a piano concert, so I came to congratulate you."

Although the maid was confused, she tactfully did not ask any more questions. She picked up the portrait on the table and left.

"Want to choose a prince consort?" Xie Yunqi murmured softly, and the internal force in his hand shook.

"Crack!"

Several winding cracks suddenly appeared in the middle of the high-quality sandalwood round table.

"Then you have to ask me if I agree..."

His remaining voice dissipated in the wind, and only his deep black eyes were left staring at the eaves of the house, with a gloomy look in his eyes.