Tang´er——“
Su Yuela still wanted to say something, but Qu Tang´er interrupted her, „Do you regret coming with me to eight prince´s mannor then?“
„I don´t.“
„Mmhm. It´s good then. All right. Go to sleep. Being busy whole day I am also tired.“ Qu Tang´er grinned. Her white hand pointed at direction of doors, letting them suit themselves. However, at the next moment she remembered something. A pair of beautiful eyes, pretending to be pitiful, glanced toward Jing Xin, „Jing Xin-ah, help me to firstly put down that bucket of cold water, ok? I´m afraid I would be poured by a water at midnight.“
Jing Xin gave her a glance and on her own walked toward the direction of bedside.
When Su Yuela was leaving, Qu Tang´er went forward and in a low voice instructed something in Yuela´s ear.
Su Yuela hearing this, was a little unable to make head or tail of it. Nevertheless, she still nodded.
A night of a good sleep. The sky was already bright.
The one who was lying on the bed didn´t intend to open eyes.
A certain maidservant, who stood beside the bed was remarkably patiently waiting.
„Master. It´s morning. You should wake up.“ Jing Xin called out quietly.
„Mmhm. I know.“ Qu Tang´er spoke from under the quilt, her voice pretty nasal.
„Was master already awake?“
„Mmhm. From the moment you entered the door I was already awake.“ She did idle in bed, but that didn´t mean that she would sleep like a dead pig. Her degree of receptivity wasn´t inferior to that of Jing Xin.
„In that case why didn´t master get up?“
„I´m waiting.“
Jin Xin was dumbfounded, failing to understand the reason.
„Waiting for the moment when you open your mouth-ah. Anyway, it seems that today you opened your mouth a little earlier than in the past. At least I still didn´t finish counting those two hundred sheeps.“ Qu Tang´er lifted the quilt that covered her body and looked at Jing Xin like some rogue.