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In Prince Anle's mansion, within the serene confines of Xi Liang Garden, Yuan Xinrui sat on the grass, hugging her knees. Her expression was heavy, brows furrowed, and her eyes reflected a deep worry. "I never expected that so many related people would appear at that palace banquet back then. Shen Lianrong's father, Brother Si Yang's father, and my own father..."
"You're overthinking it!" Ren Siyang said casually as he tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear with a gentle motion, his eyes filled with warmth. "In my opinion, the Wind-Touched Silver Wolf must have discovered something, which is why so many issues arose in Jin Yang. Besides, this matter isn’t entirely without clues. At least the woman who appeared near the rockery might know something. If we can find her, we have a chance of getting useful information from her."
Li Ziyi leaned back against the beautiful couch behind him, crossing his legs with an air of nonchalance. "Hmph, it’s easy for you to say 'find that woman.' Do you have any idea how many women attended the banquet that night? Regardless of their status, just the fact that she is a court official's family member makes it impossible for an ordinary person to meet her at will."
"The prince has a point. Although we now have the list of officials who entered the palace that day, it’s impossible to visit each household in search of this person. Therefore, there’s only one best solution!" Ren Siyang said suddenly, a mysterious smile spreading across his face that made Li Ziyi feel an involuntary shiver.
"Hey, I warn you! If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll have someone throw you out of the palace!" He spoke while flashing a flattering smile at Yuan Xinrui, his face adorned with a look of eager servitude. "Rui'er, don’t worry. Now that you’re in the capital, if anything happens in the future, I will stand up for you. Your Brother Si Yang... he probably won’t be much help!"
Yuan Xinrui raised an eyebrow skeptically as she looked at him. "Is what you say true?"
"True! More true than pearls!" Li Ziyi patted his chest in assurance, looking utterly sincere.
"Then does that mean as long as you can help me, no matter how much hardship or humiliation it brings you, you'll go through fire and water without hesitation?"
As Yuan Xinrui spoke, her small face was filled with hope, and her eyes sparkled with admiration like rich wine. This made Li Ziyi's confidence and satisfaction swell to their peak; without thinking twice, he nodded vigorously. "Of course! On that day when we faced challenges together in the Cloud Sleeve Troupe and later shared life and death in the coffin—don’t mention Master He being a court official; it’s only natural for me to save him. Even if he were just an ordinary commoner, as long as he is your father, Rui'er, I will never stand by and do nothing!"
"Alright!" Yuan Xinrui suddenly stretched out her hand, a glint of mischief flashing in her eyes. "May I trouble the prince for his seal?"
"Seal?" Li Ziyi was taken aback, clearly not yet processing what was happening. His eyes widened in confusion. "What do you need my seal for?"
Ren Siyang scoffed, turning his head away, seemingly displeased with the intimate exchange between Yuan Xinrui and Li Ziyi. A hint of annoyance crossed his face. "Rui'er, the prince is just being polite; why are you taking it seriously? What is the prince's seal? It cannot be given away so easily..."
"Elder Ren!" Li Ziyi quickly interrupted, sensing something was off. A flash of anger crossed his face. "Don't try to sow discord here. What is my relationship with Rui'er? Even if she wants to borrow my seal or my life, I wouldn't bat an eye!" With that, he grandly pulled out his seal from his waist and presented it to Yuan Xinrui like a treasure, adding with a flourish, "Though you've seen my badge, you must not have seen this seal..."
Yuan Xinrui smiled as she took the seal, blowing on it lightly before pulling out a bright yellow scroll from her bosom and placing it on the beautiful couch where Li Ziyi sat. She pressed down firmly, her movements fluid and seamless.
The bold characters of "Prince Anle Zi Yi" were instantly stamped onto the scroll, the strokes strong and vigorous.
"Eh? What is this?" Li Ziyi leaned closer, touching his head in curiosity, only to be startled enough to nearly fall off the couch, his face turning pale.
He pointed a trembling finger at Yuan Xinrui. "Rui'er, you... you..."
"I discussed it with Brother Siyang," Yuan Xinrui continued without missing a beat. "The best way to find that mysterious woman from years ago is to reenact the event by inviting everyone who attended that banquet once again. And who could gather so many people and create such a grand occasion but you, Your Highness!" She winked playfully, showing no intention of hiding her amusement as her eyes sparkled with excitement.
Li Ziyi rolled his eyes. "I have no objection to inviting so many people or hosting the banquet at my Prince Anle's mansion. But why send out wedding invitations? When did I say I wanted to get married? Moreover, even if I were to establish a consort, it should be you! Why Liu Yun?" His voice rose higher, filled with grievance and confusion.
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