She refused to marry.

Su Wanwan was so frightened that she lay on the ground. Was Feng Chenjun clearly going to hand her life over to the Eldest Princess?

"There's no need to pity a dying person..."

Remembering what Feng Chenjun had just said, it turned out he wasn't talking about the maid, but about her!

"Your Highness, this scroll should not be here. I am guilty for failing to properly safeguard my belongings." Su Wanwan crawled over, picked up the scroll, and tore off the portrait on it.

"Your Highness, I have a plan. At the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet next month, Your Highness can announce to the world that the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is the day when Fengchen Jun chooses his wife."

The method for choosing a lucky dumpling will be based on eating it; whoever finds the dumpling will receive the prize...

Firstly, this would eliminate suspicions of forming cliques for personal gain; secondly, it would eliminate the need to plead with Prince Fengchen. Given Prince Fengchen's filial piety towards His Highness, he would surely compromise once the whole world knew of this matter.

The room remained quiet for a long time.

The eldest princess stared at her with deep, unfathomable eyes, while the old nanny stood to the side, hesitant to speak.

"We'll eat wedding dumplings?" the eldest princess finally spoke. "You mean, I'll decide Fengchen's marriage in front of everyone with a single dumpling?"

"Yes." Su Wanwan said with a forced smile, "Your Highness, Lord Fengchen is not interested in women. If you force it on him, he will only feel disgusted. But if we let fate decide at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in front of the noble ladies of the capital, His Majesty cannot blame you."

The old woman standing nearby said, "Your Highness, although this method is somewhat undignified, it is indeed a good way to achieve the best of both worlds."

"Go down," the princess waved her hand.

"Yes."

Su Wanwan felt as if she had been granted a pardon and withdrew from the warm pavilion.

As I walked out of the Princess's residence, I almost fell down on the steps.

Jian Qingshan appeared out of nowhere and helped her up. "Miss Su, watch your step."

Su Wanwan's tears streamed down her face in grievance. "Doesn't your lord intend to let me go?"

Jian Qingshan practically held her hostage.

Su Wanwan pushed him away abruptly, "If you want to kill me, then kill me. You don't need to find a deserted place."

The carriage slowly approached, the curtain was lifted, revealing Xiao Xuanjing's face. "Miss Su, do you really want to make this a public spectacle?"

Su Wanwan wiped away her tears, climbed into the car and sat down. "This time, aim carefully and don't miss. I'm afraid of the pain."

Looking at her dying expression, Xiao Xuanjing chuckled, "Since you know my feelings for you, why did you still try to get close to me?"

Su Wanwan glared at Feng Chenjun, her eyes brimming with tears, but her mouth stubbornly said, "Did I have a choice?"

Xiao Xuanjing leaned back, his eyes darkening slightly. "I didn't have a choice either."

Su Wanwan lowered her head, already considering what she should do if she died this time and was resurrected before the princess's birthday.

Feng Chenjun remained silent, then escorted her directly to the Su residence. Finally, he handed her an invitation, saying, "I will send you a big gift tomorrow."

Su Wanwan took the invitation, looked at the words "Welcome Banquet for the Crown Prince" on it, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Not kill me?"

Xiao Xuanjing looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips. "When did I ever say I wanted to kill you?"

"My scroll is a death warrant," Su Wanwan said stubbornly.

"Is that so? Perhaps they took the wrong one." Xiao Xuanjing smugly lowered the curtain and ordered, "Let's go."

Su Wanwan held the burning hot post in her hand, feeling a tightness in her chest.

She had absolutely no desire to go to the Princess's residence.

She also disliked Feng Chenjun intensely.

She entered the Su residence with a heavy heart. Just as she reached the corridor, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and snatched the invitation from her hand.

"Sister Wan, what are you holding that looks so troublesome?" Su Xian took the invitation from her hand and unfolded it to take a look.

"Wow, it's a welcome banquet! Sister Wan, you're amazing! This welcome banquet is a royal banquet, even His Majesty has to attend."

Do you know how hard it is to get into this welcoming banquet? I heard that officials in the capital are desperate to get an invitation, and they can't even get one. And you, you're not happy even though you have one!

"Really? There are so many scammers these days, be careful not to get scammed. Let me see." Su Jinse stood up, grabbed the post from Su Xian's hand, and after reading it, an uneasy expression appeared on her face.

"Sister, don't worry, Sister Wan will definitely take you with her, don't be sad." Su Xian looked at the post and flipped through it curiously.

Su Jinse turned her face away and walked off.

Su Wanwan sat down. "Why do you think Lord Fengchen gave me this invitation?"

"Of course, it's because Sister Wan is as beautiful as a flower and exceptionally intelligent..."

Su Xian wanted to continue praising, but Su Jinse patted her on the shoulder.

"I'm also curious, why would a mere daughter of the Crown Prince be allowed to attend this royal banquet?"

Su Jinning took a bite of fruit, walked to Su Xian's side, looked at the post, and asked, "Is this some kind of very important banquet?"

"Of course it's important. The entire Ying clan must participate, including imperial relatives, high-ranking officials, and powerful figures from all sides."

"In the past, he should have returned to inherit the throne, but in order to guard the border, he relinquished the throne to someone else. He guarded the border for decades. Who else could do that? Now that the Crown Prince of Changxin has returned, the ceremony must not only be grand but also as big as possible." Su Xian paced back and forth.

"If that's the case, why do I keep hearing people say that Prince Changxin is going to rebel?" Su Jinning asked, chewing on a fruit peel.

"This involves the Empress's family now. Back then, His Majesty was healthy and the court was peaceful. Later, when the Crown Prince grew up, the Empress became wary of Prince Changxin and demanded to reclaim his military power. Prince Changxin naturally refused, and that's how the rumors started." Su Xian sat down, looking at the post with a smile.

"Sister Wan, it says here that family members can come. Why don't you take me with you?"

Su Wanwan frowned, unsure if this was a trap.

"Hey, the young master might receive so many gifts he won't know what to do with them!" Su Jinning clapped her hands. "Definitely."

"That's all you've got," Su Jinse said disdainfully.

Su Wanwan pondered for a day and a night but still couldn't figure out why Feng Chenjun would give her this invitation, so she simply didn't accept it.

On the day of the welcoming banquet, he single-handedly confronted the eldest princess.

He got off the carriage, walked slowly to the street corner, and handed over the invitation.

A servant at the entrance of the Princess's residence asked, "Six?"

Su Wanwan frowned. "Where did these six come from?"

The servant pointed behind her.

Su Wanwan turned around, Su Yaoyue was holding Su Zhiyin's hand, Su Xian was clinging to Su Jinning's shoulder, and finally Su Jinse covered her face and looked away.

"Good sister, we really want to go, please, just this once..." Su Jinning pleaded.

Su Yaoyue also pleaded, "Second sister, we have never seen Her Majesty the Empress before."

"I haven't seen Brother Qingshan in a long time; he still owes me candied hawthorns."

Su Wanwan turned to the servant with a helpless expression and said, "Indeed, there are six."

"Give me your name." The servant bowed his head and began to write.

"Su Xian!" The people behind him announced their names one by one.