When he heard the driver’s invitation to Zu An, the young heir Zhao Zhi’s breathing became hurried.

Few people in this world would be offered an invitation by that Madam.

He was a vain man, but had never had the chance of meeting her in person. He saw her as someone that was beyond the reach of even the emperor, his father, or the heirs of various noble houses, and therefore, it was completely natural for her to disregard him as well.

Yet she’d invited Zu An, someone so far beneath him, for a meeting, something that he himself had never even dared to dream of!

They are confidantes!

The word appeared in his mind, but he immediately realized that it didn’t accurately reflect what he was thinking about.

Then again, Zu An was about to enter the carriage and share the same cabin as her. To a certain degree, it was true.

As he looked at Zu An, his eyes were no longer filled with endless contempt, but unfathomable...