Murong Sixth.

Su Zhen drew in a breath. Perhaps because her fate was in his hands, her heart couldn’t stop racing, and she temporarily set aside her resentment—among the several people were the white-clothed man from that day, that young man from later, plus Azure Dragon and Murong Sixth’s other attendant.

For some reason, Huo Chang’an, who had arranged the introduction, wasn’t there.

“Hey, ugly boy, I hear you’ve been quite the sensation lately.”

The jade-like young man raised an eyebrow and asked.

He looked about the same age as her, with curiosity in his eyes but also clear arrogance. The white-clothed man still wore his thin smile, just like that day, laughing at her for not recognizing treasure or something else.

Su Zhen quickly went up to them and said properly to the young man, “I wouldn’t dare—little young master is too kind.”

“Hmph, where am I little? I’m probably several years older than you, you yellow-haired brat.”

“Yes, yes, yes, big young master is correct.”

She had just seen the young man roll his eyes in disgust when her head took a solid knock. It hurt a bit. She glared at the blue-robed man—no, at Murong Sixth, who had somehow produced a folding fan, “Why are you hitting me?”

“Because this appearance doesn’t suit you. I find it unpleasant to watch.”

Murong Sixth said indifferently.

“Then what should I look like?”

Su Zhen asked, stunned.

“Like my ninth brother—fierce and arrogant, above all others.”

“Ah, Sixth Brother!”

The young man’s face went dark. Su Zhen was thoroughly confused and quickly got another knock on the head, this one more painful.

“Sixth Young Master, I’m naturally humble and gentle—what would you have me do?”

Su Zhen still smiled carefully and asked.

Hearing her say “humble and gentle,” the others all laughed, but Murong Sixth’s eyes sharpened and his fan struck her head again, this time extremely painful—this man was really hitting her. Su Zhen clutched her head and ran a few steps, suddenly feeling overwhelmed with grief. If not for him, why would she need to be like this now?

After that family disaster, the bright moon still hung in the vast sky, but there was no longer a Li Huaisu in this world.

What she had been like originally, she had gradually forgotten during these days in the capital.

Now, she could only be like this.

She had no right to have her own temper.

Thinking this, she rubbed her head and silently walked back to Murong Sixth’s side, saying quietly, “That day when Sixth Young Master was attacked, Huaisu doesn’t dare claim credit. I know you all find me laughable and I’m perfect gambling material, but could you please say a few good words for me to His Majesty? Offending the princess was my stupidity. I… I scored ninth in the metropolitan examination now. I don’t ask for much, just that His Majesty gives me a fair chance in the palace examination.”

“You’re afraid someone will use your examination ranking to draw you out and let Princess Xin vent her anger. Everyone acts noble in public, but now that you know you got a ranking, your true colors show. If you wanted to be a whore, why set up a memorial arch in the first place!”

The young man sneered coldly, his eyes showing disdain.

The pain in Su Zhen’s heart tugged at her repeatedly, but knowing she couldn’t argue much, she just bit her lip tightly. From the corner of her eye, she saw Murong Sixth’s calm gaze, unreadable, and heard the white-clothed man say indifferently, “Ninth Brother, you talk too much—don’t disturb Sixth Brother’s mood. Li Huaisu, my sixth brother came here to see the trade fair. Other matters can be discussed later.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Azure Dragon, who paused slightly, then bowed respectfully to Murong Sixth, “This servant will go clear the way with White Tiger for Young Master.”