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

Although he didn't catch Song Zhi's hand, Mu Yuanzhi didn't stop talking.

"Don't marry him. Wait for me. When I become the emperor, I will make you my queen."

Song Zhi had a headache. Why did he feel that the empty title of queen would definitely be useful to her?

She said cruelly, "I can't wait any longer. I can't wait to marry him now."

"You love him that much?!"

"Yes, I love him that much, so Your Highness, please don't bother me too much. Loving me will lead to no results."

There was a hint of gloom in Mu Yuanzhi's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash, so quickly that people thought they were seeing things.

He smiled helplessly, "If that's the case, then my best option now is to retreat."

"Yes."

Seeing Song Zhi's unwavering determination, Mu Yuanzhi suddenly said with relief: "Well, since a girl like you has expressed your feelings so clearly and directly, it would be difficult for me to say anything more."

He said with regret and nostalgia, "If we can't be husband and wife, then could Zhi'er please not refuse to be my friend?"

As if afraid that she would reject him, he deliberately said, "You know, I grew up in the palace and had no friends. The only girl I liked was a girl, and she rejected me harshly."

Song Zhi didn't know why Mu Yuanzhi's attitude suddenly changed so easily, but he thought it would be nice if he didn't bother her.

Then he said perfunctorily: "Okay."

Mu Yuanzhi was overjoyed, "Zhi'er, that's great, then you are my first friend."

Song Zhi nodded casually, her eyes attracted by Mu Nanqi who was sitting under a tree not far away.

He was so eye-catching that soon several passing women wanted to throw handkerchiefs at him.

But he exuded an aura that kept strangers away, and the look in his eyes when he looked at them was icy cold, which scared the women away.

Song Zhi supported her chin with her hands, feeling very happy. Whose son was this handsome and virtuous young man?

Oh, it turns out it’s her house.

Song Zhi's eyes were full of smiles.

Mu Yuanzhi clenched his fingers, trying to draw her attention back, "Child."

But after calling out several times, Song Zhi didn't respond.

Finally, he tightly grasped the teacup in front of him, no longer complaining about the unpalatable tea, and took two big gulps.

His gentle face wavered several times, but he pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

It took a long time for Song Zhi to come back to his senses.

"Is there anything else, Your Highness?"

"No more, Zhier, if you are busy, go back."

It seemed that within the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he had returned to being the elegant and courteous young man he once was, and no longer had any improper thoughts about Song Zhi.

Song Zhi nodded, said goodbye politely and left.

Mu Yuanzhi sat there without moving. He looked at Song Zhi with a deep gaze as he happily ran over and held Mu Nanqi's hand, and then they returned to the alley together, talking and laughing.

She didn't look back at her the whole time.

The palace attendant leaned over to him, "Your Highness, the Second Prince is ready to make a move. The most important thing right now is to appease Princess Tuoba. We should take it easy on Miss Song for now."

Mu Yuanzhi disagreed, "Second brother is nothing to be afraid of. He has never been on my list of opponents."

"As for the Emperor, I heard that the temperature at the border has dropped sharply recently and snow has begun to fall. The generals at the border have written to the Emperor requesting silver to purchase cotton-padded clothes.

However, a lot of money has been spent on flood relief some time ago, and with the year-end approaching, expenses have increased sharply. The national treasury is now empty and there is no extra money available. The emperor is very worried about this.

I believe that if Your Highness can help the Emperor resolve his worries and difficulties at this time, the Emperor will definitely value Your Highness even more."

Mu Yuanzhi's face was solemn. "The silver needed for the border crossing is not a small amount. How can I help?"

The palace attendant quickly said, "Just because your Highness doesn't have it doesn't mean others don't have it."

An idea flashed in Mu Yuanzhi's mind, and he slowly uttered two words, "Cang Family."

He immediately stood up and said, "Let's go and visit the Cang family now."

Mu Yuanzhi walked very fast, so he missed the Cang family's carriage that was rushing from the other end.

In terms of luxury, this carriage was even more luxurious than those in the palace. After it stopped, Cang Jian, dressed in flashy purple clothes, jumped down from it.

He was carrying a bunch of things in large and small bags, and he didn't want to let others carry them, insisting on carrying them himself.

After taking just two laborious steps, the boxes fell to the ground with a clang.

He asked the servant to put him back in his arms and continued walking in. He finally got in sweating profusely and bumped into the playful Xiaocao and the others.

The box fell to the ground again. He didn't have time to wipe the sweat off his head and hurried to check if the things in the box were damaged.

This scene was seen by Liu Ruoyu who was standing quietly on the wall.

The reason why she was here was because Song Zhi went out to meet that damn imperial envoy, and she was silently paying attention to Song Zhi's safety.

As a result, I stood there for a while longer and didn't leave, and then I saw this scene.

She lowered her eyes, sighed, and gracefully jumped down from the top, then squatted on the ground to pick up the things with the young master.

Through the opened box, she noticed that most of the items inside were for her daughter's household use.

Either rouge and powder, or ginseng and donkey-hide gelatin, and two pieces of the finest brocade.

Yunjin is worth a fortune and is so rare that even the palace only offers a few pieces as tribute every year.

Cang Qiong didn't notice who the person was. As he picked up the things, he said, "It's okay. I can do it myself."

But when he wanted to take the box from the other person, he noticed that the pair of long and slender fingers looked familiar.

When he looked up, he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night looking at him deeply.

She is still so otherworldly and you can tell at first glance that she is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Cang Jian was stunned for a moment, and the pile of boxes in his arms almost fell out of his hands. He quickly grabbed them and held them tightly in his arms.

He showed his teeth and chuckled, "Sister, why are you here?"

Liu Ruoyu's voice was like a heavenly sound, "With so many things, why don't you ask others to help you carry them?"

Cang Qiong scratched his head and said foolishly and embarrassedly, "I want to deliver my sister's things to you personally."

Liu Ruoyu stared at his sincere eyes, then looked at the things he was holding tightly in his arms, and her heart inexplicably skipped a beat at this moment.

She held her heart in a strange manner, with confusion on her beautiful face.

Not right.

At least it shouldn't.

How could she have such feelings towards a man after going through such a tragic thing?

Besides, in her eyes, Cang Jian was just a young master who had never done housework. Even if she was attracted to him, she would never be attracted to such a little brat.

Liu Ruoyu stood up with a start, looking at Cang Jian with complicated eyes.

Cang Qiong was about to say something when he saw Liu Ruoyu, who had been calm all along, suddenly flee in a panic.

He looked at the pile of things on the ground and reflected, "Could it be that my sister doesn't like these?"