That day, when she went to deliver medicine to her brother, she inadvertently saw a portrait of a woman that had not been put away on her brother's desk.
Although her brother only glanced at her a few times before putting her away, he would never forget the woman's stunning beauty, even after just one look.
Moreover, she looked almost exactly like the daughter of the Prime Minister of the South, whom she had met two years ago.
“Brother, have you ever met this daughter of the Prime Minister of the South? She is the daughter that the Prime Minister of the South personally went to Fengdu to pick up a few days ago. Her name is... Nan Qianyue.”
She looked at her brother, whose face was slightly pale, and observed the changes in his expression.
The man wore a moon-white robe and a jade-colored hair ornament. He was handsome, but he had a sickly air about him. His beautiful lips were pale, and his eyes under his thick eyelashes were somewhat dim.
He slightly parted his lips, his voice like a spring, "I've never seen you before. If you do, please come up."
The woman pursed her lips and thought for a moment. She thought she might as well invite the woman up so her brother could see her. If she was indeed the woman in the portrait, then her brother would not be so worried.
She could sense that her brother was extremely concerned about the woman in the portrait.
"Go and invite Miss Nan up here. Tell her that Miss Xie is inviting her for a cup of tea."
"yes."
Inside the hall, Nan Qianyue appeared quite relaxed, completely unaware that she was being watched by people in various private rooms.
She picked up her teacup, blew on it gently, and took a small sip. "Green Robe, the seat next to me is empty. Please sit down."
How could the maid in green dare to do that? Even those of high status behind the young lady wouldn't dare to sit in the seat next to her, so how could she, a mere maid, overstep her bounds?
“Miss, I’ll stand here and look more closely.”
Nan Qianyue smiled and didn't try to persuade her anymore. When she put down her teacup and looked up again, she saw three people in different clothes walking towards her.
One of them was very familiar to me; that was Qingyi.
As he walked, Qingyi glanced sideways at the other two people. He knew they were from the other two private rooms, and seeing that they were heading in the same direction as him, he knew that they had the same goal.
So he quickened his pace, took the lead and walked to the front of the Southward Migration Moon, and bowed with his hands clasped.
“Miss Nan, His Highness has sent me to invite you to the Gold-tier private room.” He paused and then immediately added, “The person behind those bandits has been identified. Miss Nan, you may come to the private room to discuss this with His Highness.”
Nan Qianyue tapped her fingers lightly on the table, paused for a moment, and then slowly said, "It's alright, I'm not interested in those bandits, you can leave."
Qingyi's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, he was about to suffer the prince's ice storm attack again.
The people from the other two private rooms also came over. They saw Deputy General Qing beside Prince Anzheng from afar. They hesitated whether to go back and inform their master that Miss Nan had been summoned by Prince Anzheng, but then they heard Miss Nan refuse.
Despite their inward surprise, they still came over. Whether their master's orders succeeded or not, they should obey them. Even if they offended Prince Anzheng, that was their master's business.
The princess's men did not bow to Nan Qianyue, but said directly, "Miss Nan, my master invites you to the Silver House's private room to watch the show together."
Immediately afterwards, a servant of the Xie family bowed to Nan Qianyue and said politely, "Miss Nan, Miss Xie invites you to the bronze-level private room for a cup of tea."
The VIPs in the three private rooms all came to invite the woman sitting in the main seat in the hall, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
Those who were smarter quickly recognized the identities of the parties involved and were shocked.
The fact that the daughter of the Prime Minister of the South could be valued by those important figures suggests that she must be the Prime Minister's second daughter, Nan Kezhi, rather than his eldest daughter, Nan Qianyue, who has a notorious reputation.
Especially that air of nobility, which must have been acquired from being born with a silver spoon in one's mouth.
Nanqianyue's gaze passed through the veil and landed on the two men's faces. She really didn't know what these two were thinking. She had even refused Prince Anzheng, yet they still dared to ask her for a favor.
"Thank you both for your kindness. My eyesight isn't very good, but I can see more clearly sitting here."
Perhaps everyone present was waiting for her reply, so they all fell silent. The entire hall was so quiet that people upstairs could hear her voice.
Qin Yi, who was in the gold-plated private room, was naturally furious. He was angry that Nan Qianyue didn't even care about the assassin who tried to kill her. Given her personality, she should have been vengeful, not let the assassin run rampant.
What exactly does she care about, and what kind of things can get her attention?
The two distinguished guests in the Silver Shop's private room had a somewhat sinister expression on their faces, while the man's eyes revealed disgust; they were indeed lacking in manners.
No sooner had Nanqianyue finished speaking than the sound of a teacup falling to the ground echoed from the bronze-colored private room.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Miss Xie hurriedly stood up and took out her handkerchief to wipe the man's wet cuffs, but he stopped her with a raised hand.
His expression was initially one of stunned disbelief, then a flood of emotions welled up in his eyes, and that voice…
He suddenly stood up and strode towards the viewing platform. There was no one else in his sight; he just wanted to see the woman who had spoken earlier as soon as possible.
"Brother, you are injured and cannot use your internal energy!"
Miss Xie was too late; her brother had already flown off the viewing platform.
"Brother!" She hurriedly turned around and went up the stairs to chase after him.
In the hall, the servant who had come to invite Nan Qianyue had no choice but to silently return to report to his master. Only Qingyi stood there, racking her brains to find a way to coax Nan Qianyue up.
At that moment, a gust of wind blew, lifting the veil of the southward-migrating moon, and her stunning beauty was seen by the lucky ones.
Even a single glance caused a murmur of surprise in the room. Before the crowd could marvel at the stunning face they had inadvertently glimpsed, a handsome man in a moon-white robe flew down from the building.
He walked toward the daughter of the Southern Prime Minister with red eyes, his clothes billowing with each step.
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