“Her Majesty will soon start to pick the next Crown Princess among the noble ladies!” There were only a few words on the note. After making sure Ming Xian’er saw them clearly, Qu Moying put back the piece of paper and nodded at her. Then she turned around and walked to the side door connecting the altar room.

She wouldn’t support Ming Xian’er’s unrealistic plan, but she would still offer her a way out to ease her worry.

Hearing her footsteps, the ...