Consort Shu did not directly respond to Mingshu's invitation; she felt that Mingshu's mind might be afflicted with some serious illness.
From the sight of her hasty retreat, Mingshu tasted the fickleness of human relationships.
She propped up her chin, sighing wistfully, "The wall hasn't even fallen and there are already those pushing against it."
Yun Zhi looked at her puzzledly, "If Your Highness truly wished to form an alliance, you shouldn't have sought Consort Shu."
Wasn't being rejected the expected outcome?
Just recently, Mingshu nearly caused the loss of someone's life; it was already good fortune that the person didn't detest her to death!
With a serious face, she suggested, "Consort Rong is a good choice, Noble Lady Wei has too many tricks up her sleeve, Noble Lady Liu is a fence-sitter, and Zhong Changzai is too timid for any significant tasks..."