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 pa.s.sed.

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.

„Mmhm. I have indeed not seen him.“

„But, at that day in the bridal room.....“

„My eyes were covered by headcover.“ The meaning was she could not see.

„Then, these two days wasn´t master frequently walking around in the mannor?“

„I was moving around only in the Xue Yuan.“ The meaning was still that she didn´t see the person.

„.........“ Jing Xin again choose to remain silent.

They, in tandem, not too hurriedly nor too slowly, walked out of Xue Yuan and went toward the direction of Shuang Yuan.

When they entered Shuang Yuan, some maidservant said that Mo Liancheng was not here and that he went to the study room. Afterwards, the two following the owner´s house went to the study room. When they came to study room, the doorman said that Mo Liancheng was not in the study room and that he went to the pavilion.

Following this, the two went from the study room to the pavilion.

Much more later, they met with very similar situations. Only, the locations a certain lord went to was not the same.

Originally, from owner´shouse going to the study room then going to pavilion, these locations were all only within the range of Shuang Yuen. Although the position of these several places were not far, but nevertheless there was still a distance. Yet, the next place they said was truly a little far away. Moreover, it was so far it made people burn with rage......horse field!

Shuang Yuan was located in the north side of the mannor and horse field happened to be located in the west side of the mannor. They pa.s.sed several courtyards, but it was still a long way-ah!

„Master, bear on a little more. We´re almost at the horse field. His highness must be likely there.“ Jing Xin said gently. She even carefully retreated few steps behind Qu Tang´er. She didn´t dare to stand too close to her in order to avoid an innocent person being burnt by a certain female´s rage.

„Do you see me going to get angry?“ Qu Tang´er sped up her steps. She wasn´t going to get angry. She was already angry at the moment. Why did she feel like she was being played?

„But master´s complexion.....“ Jing Xin´s face carried a worried expression.