"Qiu'er, do you know the Prime Minister's daughter?"
"Shang Wenjun? I don't." Ye Qiu replied indifferently.
"Then why did she send you an invitation?" Mei Wanwan frowned and asked her, "It says there's a Plum Blossom Banquet, are you going to attend?"
"Does it mention anyone else attending?" Lin Jiao asked while feeding her daughter.
"It only mentions a few girls who usually play together. I haven't socialized for a long time, so I'm not sure about which families are involved."
"I don't support going. Our Qiu'er doesn't have any ties with them. From my experience, it's nothing more than writing poetry, painting, with some scheming mixed in. They've never invited Qiu'er before, so who knows what their intentions are now." Lin Jiao said dismissively.
