As soon as Qu Tang´er mentioned Mo Liancheng a fire started to burn inside her heart. From modern times´ Earth coming to ancient times´ Dong Yue, it was her first time seeing a man of such fine quality.
Men. Didn´t they all possess a little elegance? Even if they didn´t possess elegance, when they see a beauty like her, they should have a little warmth, right?
Yet, that man could be like a bystander looking with cold eyes. He was aware that she was going to fall, in spite of that he still could resist and not catch. How black must be his heart to be able to do that? It was hard to imagine.
Jing Xin has just returned from outside. She wasn´t so far familiar with the situation. She puzzlingly asked, „Did miss ran away again?“
„It would be a pity not to run away-ah. One couldn´t forever stay here, right? I definitely don´t want to die old here.“
„But you said today eighth prince……“
„Precisely because he was going to come, big madam didn´t guard me so tight. It´s only a pity to miss such a good opportunity.“
„In that case did miss see eighth prince?“
„En (nonverbal grunt). Saw.“ Qu Tang´er nodded and replied with a little frustration.
„Then how does eighth prince look like?“ Jing Xin stared at Qu Tang´er, not very believing what she said.
„What does he look like-ah. En. Let me think about it-ah. He has a pair of eyes, one nose and one mouth. He has a human´s appearance but dog´s manner. How else should he be like-ah?“ Qu Tang´er boringly blurted out nonsenses. Today she didn´t raise her head to look. In the future they are bound to regularly see each other anyway so there´s no hurry.
„Miss, you……“