Qu Tan'er deliberately distanced herself relationally. Sure enough, the crux of the matter was coming.
"The Eighth Prince is very worried about you."
"Yes." Qu Tan'er didn't play coy and candidly admitted, "If the Second Prince has something to say, please speak directly, there's no need to beat around the bush."
"Then I won't mince words. The Eighth Princess Consort must have guessed the purpose of my visit."
"What purpose?" Qu Tan'er feigned ignorance, insisting on him making his point clear.
"I want you to persuade the Eighth Prince to assist me."
"The Second Prince is really joking. Even if I tried to persuade him, do you think the Prince would listen?"
"I've heard that the Eighth Prince never refuses anything you say."
"Heh, the Second Prince seems to know quite a lot."
"So? This small favor..."
