“Young miss, young miss! I haven’t even finished combing your hair yet!” Hong Zao ran after her master, but how could she possibly catch up to Pei Mianman?

“It’s fine!” Pei Mianman casually flicked her wrist, and her beautiful hair turned into a pretty bun.

Hong Zao blinked blankly. The young miss was the young miss after all. If you were pretty, every hairstyle would suit you. But why is the young miss in such a rush to leave? Don’t tell me she changed her opinion of King Qi’s heir?

…

Meanwhile, in the guest lobby, Pei Shao and his wife were receiving Zhao Zhi.

“Thank you, young heir, for the care. That little girl is short-sighted and inexperienced; I fear she would be unable to handle something like that.” Pei Shao tactfully refused.

Are you kidding me? King Qi’s heir wants Pei Mianman to investigate the imperial envoy’s progress on the case? I do want to get closer to King Qi, but I don’t want to offend the court!

What kind of a group is the imperial envoy? They have the authority to decapitate first and report...