Before Soong Yiqing could finish his words, Bai Fu ran in.
Bai Zheng frowned: "What's wrong, Uncle Fu?"
Bai Fu gasped for breath, then spoke out: "Miss, someone came to the palace saying that he is here to deliver an invitation."
"Where's father?" Bai Zheng stood up, and casually wiped the tea stains on her lips with her sleeve.
If it was the past, then whatever happened in the palace definitely had nothing to do with Bai Zheng, as her butler, Bai Fu should have already been in a hurry in front, she did not specially come to call her.
But Bai Yinan was already in the palace, and even though Bai Fu knew that she was receiving guests, he still came to find her. It could be seen that the messages in the palace were most likely directed at her.
Soong Yiqing tactfully got up and cupped his hands: "Since your esteemed guest has come from the palace, then I will not bother you any further. Let's follow Miss Bai's instructions.