Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

After this failed experience, Song Zhi decided not to meet Mu Nanqi according to the conventional thinking.

In my impression, Mu Nanqi always looks very cold, doesn't like to talk or laugh.

He was even worse to her, always having a sour face, even colder than other people, as if she owed him money and wouldn't pay him back.

She could not accept this kind of differential treatment and once indignantly suggested to him that he should treat everyone equally. They had no grudges against each other and he could be indifferent to her at least if he had the guts.

Compared to her chattering hints, Mu Nanqi's words were obviously much more concise and clear, because he only said one word -

"roll."

What a stubborn man.

Song Zhi sat in the garden and couldn't think of the answer, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

There will always be a way out when you reach the mountain. Anyway, Mu Nanqi is far away in the palace and we can't see each other now. It's better to wait for a few days when he leaves the palace and then think of a solution.

She remembered that two days ago, because the emperor's favorite little princess was clamoring for the most beautiful kite in the world, the emperor handed the matter over to Mu Nanqi and asked him to go out of the palace to find a kite for the little princess.

Come to think of it, the emperor always seemed to like assigning him these trivial and insignificant tasks.

Even this time, he was only sent to patrol Jiangnan and then came back.

Song Zhi's face looked a little heavy. If she wanted to do something big, her resistance was obviously not limited to Mu Qinghan.

But, that's not important.

Song Zhi looked determined. He picked up the remaining half of the bun, ate it, stood up and left the garden.

There was still half a month before Anya Song’s wedding date, so how could she really let Anya Song marry in such a grand manner?

Mu Qinghan was trained as the crown prince since he was a child. He was born in the treacherous palace and was treated like a star by everyone. It is definitely impossible for him to say how deeply he loves a woman.

He may be carried away for a short time, but after a period of time or when a situation that affects his interests arises, he will instantly distinguish the pros and cons.

The reason why he couldn't let go of Song Yale in his previous life was mostly because of her obstruction, which led to him being unable to love her.

What we can’t get is often the best and the most difficult to let go, isn’t it?

Without her standing between them in this life, she wanted to see how much true love they had.

Song Zhi smiled faintly, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Xiao Tao shuddered when she saw Song Zhi's smile, and inexplicably felt that the surroundings were a little colder.

As the wedding date approached, Anya Song became more and more low-key. She would ask her personal maid every day, "Ya'er, did His Highness send anyone to deliver a letter today?"

Mu Qinghan hadn't left the palace to visit her for a long time, and she couldn't help feeling a little lost.

Although Mu Qinghan wrote her back two days ago saying that he was busy preparing for the wedding and couldn't come to accompany her, she always felt that she was being ignored.

Yaer said tactfully, "Miss, it's a good thing that His Royal Highness is interested in your marriage. It shows that he cares about you. It's okay if he's been too busy these past two days to write a letter."

These words were said very skillfully, and obviously touched Song Yale's heart. She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling very pleased.

Time passed day by day, and soon, there were only three days left until the wedding day.

Song Zhi bribed the guards at the palace gate, and after waiting for a long time, he finally got the news that Mu Nanqi had left the palace.

Without giving it much thought, she hurried out with Xiaotao.

She first went to West Street to find five or six killers with good reputations, and then made a deal with them.

Finally, he came to the corner of an alley and waited for the opportunity.

Xiao Tao followed behind, confused. "Miss, aren't we going to look for the Third Prince? What are we doing here?"

Song Zhi narrowed his eyes and said cunningly: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed"

Admittedly, she had never experienced serious love in her previous life, let alone such a clear purpose of wanting to attract a man's attention, but she had the advantage of reading a lot of storybooks, and this came in handy.

After waiting for a while, a burst of messy footsteps came from the distance.

"coming!"

Song Zhixi's eyebrows raised, and he quickly lowered his voice and pulled Xiaotao back to hide.

She cautiously stuck her head out and saw five or six masked men in black gradually appearing at the end of the alley. They moved in an orderly manner, holding sharp swords in their hands, and looking back from time to time.

Almost the next second, Mu Nanqi, dressed in ink-colored brocade clothes, appeared there.

He walked steadily, without a trace of panic on his face. His face was still handsome as if it did not belong to this mortal world, but there was always a hint of coldness in his eyes. Even from a distance, one could feel the chill emanating from his body.

Seeing that they had led Mu Nanqi to the place agreed upon with Song Zhi, the assassins followed the dialogue in the script Song Zhi had given them and said, "This area is under our protection. If you want to be safe, you will have to spend some money."

Hearing this, a hint of darkness flashed across Mu Nanqi's eyes and he stopped.

It was inconvenient for him to take action in the crowded streets just now, so he deliberately followed them here. He originally thought that they were people sent by the prince's party to assassinate him, but he didn't expect that they were going to...rob him?!

Mu Nanqi pursed his lips tightly, raised his hand calmly and activated his internal energy.

These people dared to rob in broad daylight, and they were all highly skilled in martial arts. It was obvious that they were not good people.

In this way, he doesn't mind doing justice for the people.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to take action, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Zhi peeking furtively in the corner.

Mu Nanqi immediately calmly withdrew his internal energy, pursed his lips and pretended not to see Song Zhi, then took out a bag of silver from his arms and threw it over.

The killers looked at each other in bewilderment:???

Song Zhi: !!!!!!

The killer was confused, and Song Zhi was even more confused.

So easily given? This is not what I imagined.

Mu Nanqi didn't play by the rules at all. This situation was not written in the script!

The killer was disheveled and turned back for help, wanting to see if Song Zhi had any instructions.

What instructions can Song Zhineng give?

She coughed dryly, then jumped out as agreed, snatched back the purse, and drove away the man in black.

Then he looked at Mu Nanqi, who was standing beside him with a graceful figure, and shook the purse hanging on his finger.

"I got your purse back. No need to thank me."

She narrowed her eyes into two crescents and smiled sweetly.

Song Zhi was feeling uneasy, thinking that this act of saving the hero with beauty should be successful.