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

Xiao Tao looked at her mistress sympathetically and said, "How about we dig a tunnel? Master and servant working together can overcome any obstacle. We can definitely dig a way out before your wedding."

Song Zhi touched Xiao Tao's head and said, "Your spirit is commendable, but your behavior is inappropriate."

Not to mention whether they could dig out of the city in less than a month, with so many imperial guards stationed outside, how could the movements in the palace be hidden from them? They were not deaf.

The next day, she asked Xiaotao to go out and report the news, but she was stopped before she even set foot out.

Not only Xiaotao, but all other servants in the mansion were not allowed to leave the house at will before the wedding.

She tried to release a carrier pigeon, but it was shot down as soon as it took off.

To express his mourning, Song Zhi buried it with great honor.

Originally, she wanted to call the secret guards to come out and see if there was any way to take her out, but she didn't expect that the secret guards seemed to have disappeared in these days and never appeared again.

Song Zhi sat in front of the window with his head propped up and gritted his teeth. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He took out the poison from the makeup box and arranged it in front of him one by one.

Every time she picked up a pack, she laughed nervously three times, "Getting married, right? Okay, get everything ready and poison you bastards to death."

Xiao Tao was very worried about her mental state, "Miss, are you okay?"

"Miss, I am fine, very good, very special and extremely fine."

Looking at the appearance of her young lady, Xiao Tao shuddered and stepped back.

Another day passed and Song Zhi had regained his composure.

She seriously thought about how to deal with the situation. It was impossible to ask others for help now, and she had to rely on herself for everything.

If she can't escape now, she can only pin her hopes on the day she gets married.

There were many people watching that day, and the old emperor must have felt that the matter was settled and was at his most relaxed.

Song Zhi carefully planned every next step, even thinking of the escape route for every servant in the mansion.

The lights in Qingfengyuan were on again all night, and Xiaotao had already fallen asleep in the next room after she could no longer hold on.

When the sky was just beginning to lighten, Song Zhi yawned and finally finished his plan.

She had just left the desk and wanted to go to the bed to rest, but when she turned around, a breeze suddenly blew on her face, and the next second, a black figure appeared in front of her out of thin air.

Her hair was as black as ink, her eyes and eyebrows were like stars, her thin lips were tightly closed under her high nose bridge, and her cold aura seemed to condense the air around her.

The familiar scent of sandalwood lingered at the tip of my nose.

Song Zhi widened his eyes, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Ah...Ah Qi, it's you, you're back?!"

Having not seen him for a long time, Song Zhi felt it was unreal and did not even think about how he got in.

Mu Nanqi didn't answer and moved closer to her step by step.

Song Zhi's heart was beating like thunder, and he stepped back involuntarily, "Why don't you say anything, you..."

With a 'bang', she leaned on the table and knocked over the pen holder, and several brushes scattered instantly.

Mu Nanqi did not stop until her body leaned back to where she had no way to avoid it.

Strong emotions rolled in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You are going to marry Sixth Brother."

Song Zhi wanted to answer, but Mu Nanqi exerted force on his hand, "You don't like me? You don't want to cooperate with me? Why did you turn to Sixth Brother?"

The two of them were too close, and Song Zhi felt inexplicably nervous, and all the hairs on his arms stood up.

"Come on, calm down."

She reached out to push him away.

"Song Zhi, which of your words are true and which are false? First you wanted to marry Mu Qinghan, and now you want to marry Mu Yuanzhi. What? I am your second best option?"

He seemed to grit his teeth when he said the last two words.

Song Zhi shook his head, "Of course not."

She wanted to explain, but Mu Nanqi didn't have the patience to listen.

His expression was filled with unprecedented anger, as if he had been fooled and felt embarrassed.

"Miss, are you awake?"

Suddenly, Xiaotao's sleepy voice came from outside the door.

Song Zhi suddenly woke up from her immersion, her face immediately turned red as if blood was dripping out. She tried to push Mu Nanqi away, but failed after trying several times.

"Miss? I heard some noise inside. Are you awake?"

Xiaotao said as she was about to push the door open.

Song Zhi was so frightened that her face turned pale. If Xiaotao saw this scene, her reputation would be ruined.

"Don't come in!"

With a loud shout, Song Zhi called Xiao Tao.

After shouting, she felt that her reaction was a bit too much, so she quickly said, "Yes, I'm awake, and I'm so hungry now. Xiaotao, go to the kitchen and get me something to eat."

Although Xiao Tao was surprised that her young lady was so hungry, she still withdrew her hand from pushing the door and replied, "Okay, then you get up first. I'll go to the kitchen to check."

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could relax, he met Mu Nanqi's lustful eyes.

She coughed dryly and said, "Let's talk it over. Please get out of the way first."

Mu Nanqi remained unmoved.

Song Zhi raised her head and looked at him with wet eyes and whispered, "Aqi, it hurts."

Mu Nanqi looked at her meaningfully.

She was even more pitiful. "It really hurts. This table is too hard. It hurts."

Hearing her say this, Mu Nanqi gradually calmed down.

He carefully pulled her up.

"Aqi, are you jealous?"

Song Zhi blinked cunningly.

Mu Nanqi pursed his lips and did not answer, looking at her deeply with his beautiful eyes.

Song Zhi tentatively stepped forward and put her arms around his waist. "I'm not willing to marry the Sixth Prince. The rumors about us being a perfect match are all fabricated by the old emperor."

She pointed to the bundle in the corner and said, "Look, I was planning to run away, but I didn't."

Anyway, we have done more intimate things, so this hug doesn’t make any difference.

After hearing this, the chill around Mu Nanqi finally began to dissipate slowly.

Realizing his impulsive behavior, he looked away awkwardly.