"Thanks." Gu Xijiu drank the tea and pondered as she sat down.

"Xijiu, don’t take their words too personally…" Rong Jialuo tried to comfort her as he thought she was mad with what they said.

"I’m fine. It felt like I had been barked at by two dogs. Oh right! Is it real? Your father wants him to marry me?"

Rong Jialuo grabbed his fist in his sleeve, "This…"

"I want to know the truth, Your Highness."

"Indeed, His Majesty has that intention. One day, he just randomly told me that my twelfth brother could no longer marry you. However, His Majesty didn’t want to break his promise to your mother and insisted on you marrying the prince. He also said he must select a good prince as you’re the disciple of The Lord. Hence, he mentioned Rong Chu."

Gu Xijiu frowned and remained silent.

The Emperor sent an invitation card to her and invited her to a meal in the palace as a farewell. Does he have something else behind this invitation? Did he intend to match her with another b.a.s.t.a.r.d?