Zhang Ruting hesitated. He was absent-minded when seeing Qin Yunuan oncoming. Then he found that Leng Changxi was waiting from afar.

"Infanta Ping," Zhang Ruting curtseyed with his hand cupped in the other before his chest.

"Save it," Qin Yunuan appeared indifferent, "We don't need any extra manner for greeting each other. There's only one thing that I want to ask you. Why did the Grand Prince commit suicide?"

Zhang Ruting glanced at Qin Yunuan ...