The situation was the same at the Ninth Prince's residence as at the Eighth Prince's residence. The Ninth Prince received an invitation from the Fourth Prince, while the Ninth Princess received one from Lanqin.

The invitation that Ninth Prince's wife saw had delicate and elegant handwriting, clearly written in the fine, delicate script of a woman, which was truly pleasing to the eye. She knew that Ninth Prince must have also received the invitation and would definitely be going.

"Madam, the lotus viewing banquet is just around the corner. I have already prepared the qipao you will wear when you have your audience with the emperor," a maidservant whispered to her.

Ninth Prince's wife didn't speak, but held the invitation thoughtfully. After thinking for a moment, she still asked a redundant question, "Will Ninth Prince go?"

"Ninth Master has also received the invitation, and he will definitely go."

If Ninth Master is going, then wouldn't I have to go with him?

The argument that day was still vivid in my mind. She said such harsh words, which must have hurt his pride as a prince!

She laughed self-deprecatingly again, but it only hurt his pride, not his heart. Since he didn't like her anyway, there was no need to worry about hurting his feelings.

"Madam, Ninth Master is here," the maidservant reminded her.

Ninth Princess was startled and looked up to see Ninth Prince walking in from outside with a calm expression.

Aside from a slightly colder expression, he was no different from before, still acting as usual. He walked to her side, lifted his shirt, and sat down opposite her.

"These are invitations from His Majesty and His Majesty the Empress," he said, glancing at the invitation on the table.

"Um."

After that day's argument, Ninth Princess's expression grew increasingly grim, and she wouldn't even look at him directly.

Ninth Master felt a chill run through him. As if he had made up his mind, he said to the servants in the room, "You may all leave!"

After all the servants had left, leaving only Ninth Master and Ninth Princess in the room, Ninth Master slowly spoke, saying each word clearly: "I will not give you a letter of divorce."

Ninth Princess twitched her lips. She had already expected this answer; he simply wouldn't let her go.

But Ninth Master's next words shocked her: "I've made up my mind, let's get a divorce!"

Ninth Princess Consort was taken aback, staring blankly at him. "What did you say?"

Ninth Master's tone was calm, but it seemed as if he was using a lot of effort to restrain himself, "You did nothing wrong. I can't give you a divorce letter. The best way is to get a divorce."

"After the divorce, you can move to another residence. I won't bother you. If you need anything, I will help you. After the divorce, you will no longer be my wife, and the rules of the manor will no longer apply to you. You are free."

Divorce is far more dignified than divorce.

She never expected that Ninth Master would agree to her request.

She thought he valued her family background and would never divorce her, but the answer came so quickly that it caught her off guard.

She composed herself, looked at the invitation on the table, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

A wry smile appeared on Ninth Master's face. She actually thanked him? That word "thank you" was truly ridiculous.

After thinking for a moment, Ninth Prince Consort felt that although Ninth Prince had agreed to the divorce, the Lotus Appreciation Banquet was jointly hosted by the Emperor and Lanqin, and they had both received invitations, so she still had to go. "But I will still go with you to this Lotus Appreciation Banquet. After all, it is in front of the Emperor and the Empress, so we still have to make a good impression."

Ninth Master paused for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, let's go together."