As the first round of selection approached, Zong Zheng Lin’s inner turmoil only grew, as if an urgent matter was right before his eyes, demanding a solution.

He had no clue how to handle the situation with that woman. All he knew was her surname was Mu, and she currently resided at her maternal grandparent’s house in the capital. The secret guards didn’t have her portrait, and there were two Miss Mus living together in the same courtyard, making it impossible to determine which one their Master was looking for.