Qu Tang´er grinned and then threw Jing Xin flirtatious glances, waiting for her praise.
„………“
The outcome was a certain maidservant continued to carry on the silence.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
Eighth prince´s mannor. Xue Yuen, the place Qu Tang´er was residing.
„Master, tomorrow is the third day you married to prince´s mannor.“ Jing Xin entered the chamber and put the pastry she brought on the table. She helplessly looked at the person, who was lazily lying on the rocking chair.
„Mmhm. I know-ah.“ Qu Tang´er replied spiritlessly.
From the first day she came here, she right off the bat grasped the ins and outs of this, known as Xue Yuan, territory. Without much extra effort, she looked all over at the outside wall. As long as she flipped over the wall, she would be outside. But…… the wall of eighth prince´s mannor was more than one meter higher when compared with wall of Qu mannor. It truly won´t be easy-ah, if she wanted to flee in the middle of night.
„Master, at this time you should go to find his highness.“ Jing Xin wasn´t in hurry. She slowly proceeded with her speech.
„Why on earth go to find him? It´s not like I got nothing to do.“ Even if she indeed got nothing to do, she absolutely wouldn´t scorn that days were too free and therefore go provoking and run to incure troubles. She would like to live a little longer.
„But, when master return to parental home tomorrow, master should mention it to his highness. Could it be that master want to go alone?“
„…….“ Qu Tang´er´s brows were lightly knitted.
The first visit of a bride´s parental home. If it was possible to not return, she truly would be too lazy to.
„Master, it´s time to get up.“ Jing Xin thought that her temper was more and more better after being trained by a certain woman.
„Mmhm. In which courtyard is his highness?“ Qu Tang´er couldn´t help herself and sighed toward the heaven. She was helpless-ah.
„Shuang Yuan.“ Jing Xin replied.
Qu Tang´er was silent. She looked at flower pattern carved on the beam of roof, lost in thoughts. „Jing Xin, how does he looks like?“
„Master haven´t seen his highness?“ Jing Xin was a little bit surprised. She looked sceptically at Qu Tang´er.