She would not marry the eldest son of the Marquis Mansion!
Murong Man could no longer maintain her gentle facade and clenched the note as she ran out.
She wanted to confront the Second Prince and ask for clarification!
Murong Jiu watched her open the door and dash into the rain with an expressionless face, the corners of her mouth twisting in mockery.
"Princess Consort, how could you show the letter from the Second Prince to the eldest miss?"
Zhen Zhu was somewhat anxious and flustered.
She had secretly given the note to Murong Jiu for her eyes only, not for her to show it to the eldest miss.
Now that the eldest miss had rashly charged out, who knew if she would disrupt the Second Prince's plans.
"Why couldn't I? If the Second Prince wants to find her a good marriage, is there a problem with telling her such happy news? Zhen Zhu, are you hiding something from me?"
Zhen Zhu hastily said, "No, absolutely not, how could I hide anything from you."