Imperial Palace Guest Reception Hall.
The hall was already filled with many guests, who mingled with laughter and champagne.
In the center of the hall, Sai Lida was engaged in lively conversation with several nobles, with Bi Li standing two steps behind him.
"Prince Sai Lida, this is my daughter, Dai Li." A middle-aged man led his daughter to Sai Lida's side.
Sai Lida glanced at the woman and smiled slightly: "Miss Dai Li, hello!"
"Hello, Prince Sai Lida!" Dai Li blushed, bent in a bow, revealing a large expanse of white at her chest.
Sai Lida's gaze shifted downwards, unconsciously fixating.
The middle-aged man next to him noticed Sai Lida's reaction, a slight smile playing at his lips, confident in his daughter's figure.
"Look, it's Marquis Mo Qie'er."
"That old fellow is trying to promote his daughter!"
"If Prince Sai Lida, the favorite son of Duke Si Mo'er, fancies Dai Li, Marquis Mo Qie'er could reach new heights!"
"Why don't I have such a beautiful daughter!"
