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

Song Zhi raised his eyes and asked, "Who is your master?"

The servant became more respectful, "My master is Prime Minister Wang Lanzhi."

Wow, this is her God of Wealth, she has to show him some respect.

After giving a few instructions to the store, Song Zhi followed the servant out the door.

When she arrived at the Cang family teahouse, she quickly came to the private room in Room No. 1.

This private room is extremely luxuriously decorated, with a large space inside. It is equipped with four maids to serve, and privacy is also well protected.

After entering, Wang Lanzhi stood up with a forced smile, "Miss Song, how are you?"

Song Zhi smiled sweetly, "Prime Minister Wang looks much more radiant than before. I guess he has received help from a noble person recently."

Upon hearing this, Wang Lanzhi's face stiffened for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. "There's no such thing as a noble person. Because of Miss Song, the Second Prince and I have parted ways."

Song Zhi raised her eyebrows. Since they were unwilling to bring it up, she was too lazy to tell them that she had caught him interacting with the virtuous king.

"What does Prime Minister Wang want me to do? Has he embezzled enough money to redeem the land deed?"

"You! Miss Song, please don't speak carelessly. Wang is an honest man who works for the people. When has he ever been corrupt?"

Wang Lanzhi was furious. As soon as he finished speaking, a light cough was heard from behind the screen.

Song Zhi then noticed that there was another figure inside. She looked at Wang Lanzhi leisurely and saw Wang Lanzhi said seriously, "This is the distinguished person I want to introduce to Miss Song today."

Song Zhi said without hesitation: "Oh? When did our relationship become good enough for you to introduce me to a noble person?"

Wang Lanzhi didn't expect Song Zhi to be so outspoken, and quickly tried to make amends, "Miss Song should know that there are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests. My introduction to Miss Song is a win-win for both of us."

Song Zhi rarely refuted and wanted to see what Wang Lanzhi was up to.

The person behind the screen moved, and a deep voice came out, "I've heard of Miss Song for a long time, and I've always wanted to meet her. It's true that seeing is believing."

Song Zhi remained unmoved by this superficial compliment. He crossed his arms and asked, "Sir, do you intend to remain hidden behind the screen to entertain guests?"

"Because of my special status, I cannot show myself to others for the time being. I hope Miss Song will forgive me."

The person behind the screen didn't move at all, obviously having no intention of coming out.

Song Zhi's eyes dimmed, and Wang Lanzhi tried to smooth things over, saying, "Miss Song, don't worry. We have absolutely no ill intentions. We invited you here to discuss important matters."

Song Zhi's tone was playful. "Discuss important matters together? I remember I rejected you not long ago."

"That was before!"

Wang Lanzhi was a little embarrassed. "Back then, you disliked my dependence on the royal family and my lack of power of my own. Now it's different. I have the trump card of a wise... a noble person. I can definitely turn the tide."

"The tone is not small."

Song Zhi has already confirmed that the person behind the screen is the virtuous king. If Mu Qinghan is the virtuous king's son, then there is a blood feud between them. How can they discuss important matters together?

Everyone knew that she was the one who killed Mu Qinghan, but they couldn't convict her because there was no evidence.

Even this wise king still came to her to ask for cooperation, so he must be ready to get rid of her after she has done her job.

Thinking about it, she smiled and said, "You are so timid that you don't even dare to meet people. Why should I take the risk of conspiring with you? If you really want to cooperate, you should show some sincerity first."

Song Zhi smiled and made a gesture to leave.

With a 'bang', the sound of slapping the table came from behind the screen.

"Miss Song, do you really think you can come and go as you please?!"

Song Zhi sneered, "What else?"

"you wanna die!"

The other party was obviously very dissatisfied with her for not giving him any face. At a command, countless guards holding long swords rushed in from outside the door.

When the situation became tense, the four maids who had been waiting silently stepped forward and said, "Calm down, sir. It is a teahouse rule not to fight here."

"It's just a small teahouse, what do you think you are?"

The other party's tone revealed contempt, not taking them seriously at all, and said: "Catch them all!"

The room was suddenly filled with murderous intent, and almost instantly, the guards rushed up with ferocious looks.

Unexpectedly, these four maids were very good at martial arts. They rushed forward and fought with the guards. Although they were outnumbered, they did not suffer any loss.

Song Zhi was originally planning to call the secret guard, but seeing this scene, he relaxed and sat aside calmly.

"Your attitude doesn't sound like you're asking for anything."

The other party didn't expect that there was such a master hidden in a mere teahouse, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from it.

"Do you know who I am? Do you still want to keep this teahouse open?"

The threat in the words was self-evident, and even carried a strong murderous intent.

At this time, one of the maids took out a bell with her right hand and rang it. The crisp and pleasant sound of the bell echoed throughout the second floor. Not long after, a middle-aged man with a smile on his face came up from downstairs with a group of thugs.

Behind the screen, the wise king raised his hand and the two fighting parties separated.

He looked at the newcomer calmly, as if certain that the other party would not dare to offend him. He snorted coldly, "Are you the manager of the teahouse?"

The middle-aged man's smile remained unchanged. "Your guess is correct. I am the manager of this teahouse. I wonder what happened here that caused you to take action?"

"Then you'll have to ask your maid."

A maid immediately stepped forward and whispered a few words into the steward's ear.

After listening, the manager looked at Song Zhi thoughtfully.

Just when Wang Lanzhi and the others thought the steward would speak in their favor, the steward said slowly, "Sir, you may not know that Miss Song is a distinguished guest of our teahouse, so we cannot let her get hurt here. I hope you can understand."

"Forgiveness? How dare you ask me for forgiveness? I'll see if you can bear my wrath!"

Finally, the person behind the screen could no longer bear to reveal his identity. He exerted a little internal force, and the screen in front of him suddenly shattered into pieces.

A handsome middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone. He was dressed in luxurious clothes and had a majestic aura without even being angry. Who else could he be but a wise king?

Wang Lanzhi immediately ran behind him like a servile idiot. "Your Highness, I told you this little girl is too cunning to cooperate. If she refuses to accept my toast, I'll just take her down with me."

The virtuous king glanced at him displeasedly and said, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Wang Lanzhi shrank his neck in dismay, "I dare not."

At the door, the steward finally couldn't keep his smile and his expression became serious.

Due to the status of the wise king, everyone present hurriedly bowed to salute, but Song Zhi remained as still as a mountain.

The trembling appearance of the crowd successfully pleased the wise king. He raised the corners of his lips in triumph, but when he saw Song Zhishi's indifference, his eyes instantly burst into anger, and he said gloomily to the steward:

"I am not an unreasonable person. If you can atone for your mistake and help me deal with her, I can forgive the crime of neglect in the teahouse."