Qin Zichu picked up a grape casually, slowly peeled off the skin, put it in his mouth, and the sweet juice overflowed.

He was slightly absent-minded, and was in a daze. If only she were there at this moment, she could give the grapes to that person. She remembered that person loved fruits the most, and she thought he would like these grapes.

Thinking of that person, Qin Zichu looked more and more melancholy, and he even lost interest in eating grapes.

The originally sweet and juicy grapes turned out to be a little bitter.

"Prince, Miss Zhou San is looking for you." The maid came to report.

The original owner's maid had been sold off by King An Cheng, and now she had been replaced by a new group of people.

Qin Zichu raised an eyebrow, "Miss Zhou San?"

She flipped through the original owner's memories and quickly found it.

Miss Zhou San, the third daughter of the Minister of Revenue, was the original owner's best friend. Unfortunately, they were just bad friends who ate, drank and had fun together. It could even be said that Miss Zhou San had made a great contribution to the original owner's being like that.

"No." Qin Zichu waved her hand. That girl must have no good intentions if she was looking for her.

"Zi Chu, how could you not see me? I've gone to so much trouble to see you. Knowing you were injured, I rushed to see you, repeatedly being stopped outside the palace by King An Cheng. Now that I've finally gotten in, you refuse to see me. This breaks my heart."

Zhou Hui ignored the servants' attempts to stop her and rushed in, sounding quite complaining.

She was wearing a fine silk dress, holding a jade fan in her hand, and looked very elegant.

Zhou Hui sat down with one plop. When she saw the grapes, her eyes lit up and she began to eat them voraciously. She muttered to herself that she was so lucky to be the Prince of Ancheng. Not only did he have a powerful mother, but he could also often eat the tribute fruits. Unlike her, she had nothing.

A flash of jealousy flashed across Zhou Hui's eyes, but she soon felt relieved. What good was a noble status? He was still a useless piece of mud.

Qin Zichu lay lazily on the chaise longue, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.

"Zichu, these grapes are really delicious." Zhou Hui said vaguely without raising her head. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen grapes went into her stomach.

Qin Zichu smiled coldly and said nothing. His eyes were dim. "Eat it. You'll have to spit it out eventually." "Why did you come to see me?"

Zhou Hui instructed another of Qin Zichu's maids to fetch a handkerchief. While wiping her fingers, she said excitedly, "Zichu, let me tell you, there's a new courtesan in Baihua Tower. It's said she's from the Western Regions. She's incredibly beautiful, with golden hair, blue eyes, and skin as white as snow. Her eyes are so watery, as if they can speak. I heard she's auctioning her virginity tonight. What do you think? Do you want to go? I know you like beautiful women, so I came here to tell you the news. Oh, and by the way, I heard that handsome young man can gamble, so we can have a go at it with him."

Zhou Hui showed an expression that said "sisters are doing this for your own good". She thought Qin Zichu would be excited to go with her, but she looked indifferent, as if she had no interest.

Qin Zichu shook his head and refused, "I won't go. My mother has me under house arrest. She said she will break my legs if I go out again. So I won't go."

Zhou Hui disagreed and said to Qin Zichu, "That's nothing. We can sneak out without being discovered. Besides, you are the only daughter of King Ancheng. I don't believe she would really break your legs."

Qin Zichu sneered. It wasn't your leg that was broken, so naturally you would say something like that.