Dongfang Ze coughed lightly and was the first to open his mouth to break this awkward stalemate. "This … "It's not suitable for Miss Zhao to marry Xu Jingzhi. Seventh Brother, when are you coming to the palace? Call me and I'll go with you to plead with the empress dowager. It should be useful."

"Sure." Dongfang Nian was also feeling uncomfortable. It was laughable that he had always desired but could not afford to have girls he loved. However, he had always disliked girls, one after the other.

Mrs Zhao was not satisfied with their reply and was about to speak when a knocking sound came from outside. After opening the door, Cai Yuan walked in with a unfamiliar maid.

"Reporting to Your Highness, this young lady said that it was the Zhao manor's maid, Dujuan. She has urgent matters to discuss with Marquis Zhao …" Before Cai Yuan could finish his sentence, the cuckoo had already arrived in front of the duo. She hurriedly said, "Master Hou, Madam, little miss is in trouble."

It turned out that Zhao Pingqing, who had been shut in his room for several days, was in a better mood, so she took Dong Kong and Zi Yan out for a walk. However, once they stepped out of the house, they heard the overwhelming news that she was going to be married to Xu Jingzhi, which caused Zhao Pingqing to be in a bad mood. She immediately went back to the house and locked herself in his room as before.

After what happened last time, the cuckoo girl had been careful, so she sneaked around to the window and poked a hole in the paper to pay attention to what was going on inside. When they saw Zhao Pingqing cut his wrist with a piece of blue and white porcelain, Zhao Pingqing scared them so much that they rushed into the door to snatch the broken piece from her hand. The cuckoo girl was cut in half because of that; fortunately, Zhao Pingqing only cut two places in time.

When they were about to step out of the door, he suddenly stopped and turned back hesitantly, saying, "Your highness, can you please help me persuade Pingqing? She should be able to listen to your words."

"Alright." He didn't like Zhao Pingqing, but he felt sorry for him. He knew he should go visit Zhao Pingqing.

Just as they were about to leave, Mu Qianxue's voice suddenly sounded from behind them, "Your Highness, may I go visit Miss Zhao together?"

He turned around and silently looked at Mu Qianxue. Ever since that conversation last time, the atmosphere between the two had always been a little strange, and after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said, "Since Princess has such a thought, let's go together. Marquis Zhao probably doesn't mind."

Marquis Zhao quickly replied, "Of course not, please, Princess."

Dongfang Ze stretched lazily and stood up from the chair he had been sitting in for a long time. "Since you guys are going over, you won't need me. Let's go over together."

They soon arrived at the Zhao residence. Before they could enter Zhao Pingqing's room, they heard Madame Zhao's heart-wrenching cry, "Mother only has one daughter. If anything happened to you, how are you going to let Mother live?"

A weak voice sobbed out in grief, "Daughter..." would rather die than marry Xu Jingzhi. "

"That won't happen. Mother definitely won't let you marry Xu Jingzhi, that haystack. Believe in your mother, esteemed imperial concubine …" I've already promised to help. " After a pause, Madame Zhao's urgent voice rang out again. "Good girl, listen to mother. First, bandage the wound. Look, there's a lot of blood."

She pushed the door open and entered. Zhao Pingqing was sitting on the floor with blood on her left hand. Her face was paler than the window paper. Tears the size of beans dripped from her empty eyes, "No one …" "No one will help. They will only help the Pingyang Mansion. Mother, other than the Road to River Styx, my daughter has nowhere else to go."

"No, it's not like that." Madame Zhao sobbed. Zhao Pingqing was seventeen years old this year. A few days ago, their family had been on good terms, but now … In just a few days, Zhao Pingqing tried to kill herself twice. She had never felt so hopeless in her life.

Marquis Zhao secretly wiped away his tears. He pointed at Dongfang Shou and said, "Ping Qing, don't be like this. Look, who's coming?"

Zhao Pingqing looked to where his finger was pointing, and her empty eyes gradually lit up. Her voice sounded like she was talking in his sleep, "Your highness …" "Prince …"

Seeing Zhao Pingqing's helpless look, Dongfang Yi felt sorry for him. He stepped forward and said, "It is your fault that I am here. I have implicated you."

Zhao Pingqing shook her head hurriedly and said with her pale lips, "All of this is my own choice. It has nothing to do with you. I just didn't think that …" Elder sister Shen would be so ruthless, she won't take into account her many years of sisterhood. "

"Shen Xijun has always only considered her own emotions." After a slight pause, Dongfang Nian said, "Marquis Zhao told me everything about you. As for the empress dowager, Ninth King and I will help you find a way to quickly bandage your wounds so that you won't get infected."

Hearing this, Zhao Pingqing looked nervous. She didn't care about the wound on his wrist as she held his sleeve tightly, "No! Your highness, don't go!"

Dongfang Ze said from the side, "Why? "Don't tell me you want to marry someone surnamed Xu?"

"Of course not, it's just that …" Even though Zhao Pingqing tried her best to hide it, she couldn't completely hide the emotion in her eyes. "I don't want to give you any trouble. Besides …" She said mournfully, "With Sister Shen's character, even if the King and the Ninth King were to go, I'm afraid it would be of no use. There is only one path, the Yellow Springs, in front of Pingqing."

Madame Zhao reprimanded him urgently, "What path to the Yellow Springs? Don't speak nonsense. Since the prince has spoken, he will definitely settle this matter."

Dongfang Ze continued, "Although the Pingyang Mansion is powerful, it's not enough to cover the sky with one hand. Jinling City is not even the Shen family's place. Seventh Brother and I will help you, so you don't have to worry too much."

No matter what they said, Zhao Pingqing just kept shaking her head. She held Dongfang Wenyi's hand and spoke word by word, "My lord, promise to make it peaceful. No matter what …" Do not go, the Empress Dowager will not listen to you, instead she will … "Causing trouble."

"Then you …"

"No matter what, I'm fine. The most important thing is that your highness is fine." She blurted out, and only after she finished did she realize that something was wrong. Her cheeks instantly flushed red, but she did not look away, waiting for Dongfang Shou's reply.

"If I don't go, sooner or later the Empress Mother will decree marriage, and then what will you do, be it to rebel or to continue to seek revenge? No matter which path you choose, the most painful ones will always be Master Zhao and his wife; they have raised you for seventeen years, and will you repay them in this way?"