Chapter 7: [007] I Marry

Ning Bi, dressed in white, strolled toward the main hall. Looking at her father, whose face was piled with hypocritical smiles, she couldn't help but feel deeply disgusted.

"Quick! Quick! Ning Bi, this is Eunuch Wang, a favorite in the Emperor's court!" Qumu Qingshan introduced hurriedly. He was currently coddling this little ancestor before him; he knew the purpose of Eunuch Wang's visit better than anyone.

"Heh, calling me so affectionately—is this still the same Qumu Qingshan who wanted to kill his daughter yesterday?" Ning Bi thought to herself, having no intention of continuing to entangle herself with them.

"Is there something you need?" Frugal with her words, cold, and unapproachable—this was Eunuch Wang's initial assessment of the woman before him. Is this the Third Miss of the Qumu Sect? The world-renowned "ugliest woman under heaven"? A fool, too? He didn't know which blind fool in the outside world had made such an assessment. While the woman before him was not beautiful enough to topple cities or kingdoms, the chilling temperament radiating from her bones and those exceptionally deep eyes added a touch of brilliance to her otherwise ordinary face. Call her a fool? He would bet that this Third Miss of the Qumu Sect was sharper than everyone else present!

Eunuch Wang thought to himself, but having spent years serving by the Emperor's side, he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile, "Since everyone is here, I have come to announce something. I presume everyone present knows that the Third Miss of the Qumu Sect and our current Ninth Prince have a marriage contract. Now that the Third Miss is seventeen, she has reached the age for marriage. The Emperor has decreed that the wedding shall take place in three days!"

This statement shocked everyone present, except for Qumu Qingshan. As a calculating man, how could he not have known the purpose of Eunuch Wang's visit?

"No! Father, how can you let this fool marry into the royal family!" Qumu Siqi said in terror. She absolutely could not let Qumu Ning Bi marry into the royal family; otherwise, her future days would surely be difficult. Besides, she was the one who wanted to marry into the royal family!

They all knew that although the Ninth Prince was only the Ninth Prince, he was deeply favored by the Emperor. Given the Emperor's temperament, it was uncertain whose hands the throne would eventually fall into.

Watching the unreasonable Qumu Siqi, Qumu Qingshan felt a massive headache. He knew exactly what his second daughter was thinking, but regardless of who married into the royal family, it was an honor for their Qumu Sect—it had only benefits and no drawbacks. Therefore, he could not let his second daughter ruin this marriage!

"Shut your mouth! How can you speak of your third sister like that! Her mother, hurry up and take this wicked girl back to her room to reflect!" Qumu Qingshan's feigned anger made Ning Bi sneer; it would be a waste if he didn't become an actor.

Watching Qumu Siqi being dragged away, still unwilling to give up, Qumu Qingshan finally felt at ease and accompanied the eunuch with a smile, "Eunuch, we will certainly prepare everything properly to ensure Bi'er is married off in grand style!"

Qumu Ning Bi couldn't help but feel nauseated. A moment ago he called her Ning Bi, and now he called her Bi'er; no one could compare to the speed at which he changed his face.

"Very well, I shall return to report to the Emperor," Eunuch Wang said, his face beaming.

"Then I have troubled you to make another trip, Eunuch," Qumu Qingshan said, his heart blooming with joy.

After seeing the group off and returning to her courtyard, Liuli asked curiously, "Miss, are you really going to marry that sickly Prince? We don't even know what he looks like. What if you suffer?" Liuli voiced her concerns, looking at Ning Bi with a worried expression.

Ning Bi smiled softly. "I will marry!" she uttered these two words with strength and conviction.

If she were to complete the mission given to her by the Underworld Emperor, she had to enter the royal family and then conquer the continents one by one.

"Liuli, is the Ninth Prince named Yu Muting?" Ning Bi had spent the last few days gaining a preliminary understanding of this continent.

"Yes, Miss, that is Prince Ting," Liuli replied.

Yu Muting, I want to see if you are truly sick or just pretending! Qumu Ning Bi did not believe that a prince who had been ill for over a decade and uninvolved in politics could have survived until now. She was well aware of the bloody struggles within the royal family.