If this matter were to be dropped in public, as Prince Li Zheng, he would of course lose face.

Thus, Prince Li Zheng looked aside.

Immediately, a servant tearfully fell to his knees.

"Begging Prince for mercy, the White Jade Guanyin was accidentally knocked over by me while cleaning, and that’s why it was broken."

"Afraid of being punished, I didn’t dare to speak up, please spare me, Prince!"

The guests were somewhat moved.

Not stepping forward earlier, but now admitting guilt.

The reason behind this was clear to those with discerning eyes.

Prince Li Zheng took the opportunity to say, "You insolent servant, caused me to nearly wrong my own granddaughter!"

"Someone, drag him away and beat him a hundred strokes heavily, then throw him out of the mansion!"

The servant pleaded for mercy while being dragged away.

This matter was surprisingly settled this way.

Prince Li Zheng wanted to shift the blame and found a scapegoat to alleviate his embarrassment.

Bai Zhi’er could only snicker.

Prince Li Zheng then addressed her and Song Qingrui: "Since it was a misunderstanding, it is indeed my fault for not questioning it thoroughly."

"Delayed everyone’s time for the banquet, today is a good day, everyone, please sit, the banquet shall begin."

However, from the pavilion nearby, a languid voice was heard—

"Prince, shouldn’t you apologize?"

The surrounding guests stood in solemn respect.

The Emperor had spoken!

Bai Zhi’er heard that voice, glanced curiously toward it.

The voice seemed somewhat familiar...

Prince Li Zheng’s face turned a bit pale and awkward.

He cupped his hand toward the pavilion: "The Emperor is right, as an official I should apologize."

Prince Li Zheng turned to Bai Zhi’er and Song Qingrui: "Earlier, I came hastily without thorough investigation, leading to biased questioning."

"I hope Qing Rui and Miss Jing won’t mind, I truly apologize."

Song Qingrui was utterly astonished.

In the past, she only got to see this grandfather during yearly festivals to greet him.

His expression was always stern, rarely smiling at her or other granddaughters.

This was the first time Song Qingrui received an apology from Prince Li Zheng.

She quickly said, "Grandfather, you’ve overstated..."

But Bai Zhi’er accepted calmly: "It’s alright, I won’t hold it against you this time, I hope next time, Prince can be fair."

Though unhappy with Bai Zhi’er’s attitude, Prince Li Zheng had to acknowledge it for now.

Thus, this uproar passed.

After the feast began, everyone resumed mingling, seemingly forgetting the previous disputes.

Yuan Ruxin hugged Bai Zhi’er’s arm: "Come with me to the pavilion to eat."

Bai Zhi’er shook her head, quietly saying: "Do not reveal my identity, I’m posing as a merchant, here in Great Qin for other matters."

Yuan Ruxin’s eyes shone with admiration.

Her master must be here to catch demons again!

Back then, Bai Zhi’er’s feat of subduing the demon bird with a rope always lingered in Yuan Ruxin’s mind, honored as a divine intervention!

Bai Zhi’er, in her eyes, was synonymous with God.

Yuan Ruxin promptly got a stool: "Well then, I’ll sit here too and dine with you!"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Ruxin blocked Song Qingrui.

Song Qingrui pouted in discontent: "I want to eat with Sister Jing too."

She carried a chair to the left.

Bai Zhi’er was sandwiched between them.

Yuan Ruxin looked at Song Qingrui, a bit smug: "I’ve known Miss Jing for a decade!"

Song Qingrui held her chopsticks in defiance: "You’ve known her longer, but so what, Sister Jing lives at my house now, I see her every day!"

Bai Zhi’er, caught in the middle, tried to console with a laugh: "Both of you stop arguing and eat!"

Just then, a eunuch approached Bai Zhi’er.

He respectfully smiled: "Miss Jing, the Holy Emperor summons you."