"Qing Ying, your master... is well versed in the Buddhist Path?" The Seventh Prince turned his gaze toward Qing Ying.
His beloved confidante, Fufeng, also looked toward Qing Ying, showing keen interest.
Qing Ying looked utterly bewildered. "I... I've never seen my master read Buddhist scriptures. But he has always acted with a plan, Your Highness. Just watch."
Fufeng's gaze shifted slightly. "Your Highness, I'll take a look over there."
"All right!"
Fufeng left the spot.
Her figure soon vanished into the crowd.
The next moment, she disappeared entirely, only to appear inexplicably inside a room in the restaurant beside them.
She appeared in the room, facing a young woman dressed in white.
The young woman was petite and delicate, with a pointed chin and pointed ears. The spiritual energy suffusing her seemed to drip from those adorable little ear tips.
She was none other than Qingqiu's Seventh Princess.
"Seventh Sister! You actually came to the Wilderness Capital." Fufeng looked astonished. When she had received the Seventh Princess's voice transmission beside the Seventh Prince, she had already found it hard to believe. Now that she was seeing her youngest sister in person, she was truly shocked.
Her sister was already betrothed and would be married in just over two months.
Instead of staying home to await her wedding, she was roaming the world?
Did she have no sense of propriety at all?
"Eldest Sister! You have to save me. You're the only person in the whole world who can. When Grandmother was dying, she held your hand and told you something. You have to honor it today! She said our mother wasn't reliable, and you were the only one in all of Qingqiu we could depend on. Now it turns out Grandmother was the wisest of all. She knew everything..."