Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce

Chapter 15

Qu Tang’er grinned and then threw Jing Xin a flirtatious glance, waiting for her praise.

“………”

The result was a certain maidservant continued to carry on the silence.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

The eighth prince’s manor. Xue Yuen, the place Qu Tang’er was residing.

“Master, tomorrow is the third day you married to the prince’s manor.” 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.” 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 the outside wall. As long as she flipped over the wall, she would be outside. But…… the wall of the eighth prince’s manor was more than one meter higher compared with the wall of Qu manor. It truly won’t be easy, if she wanted to flee in the middle of the night.

“Master, at this time you should go to find his Highness.” Jing Xin wasn’t in hurry. She slowly proceeded her words.

“Why on earth would I go to find him? It’s not like I got nothing to do.” Even if she indeed got nothing to do, she absolutely won’t scorn that days were too free and therefore go provoking and incurring troubles. She would like to live a little longer.

“But, when master returns to natal 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 natal home. If it was possible to not return, she truly will be too lazy to do so.

“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. His highness is in which courtyard?” Qu Tang’er couldn’t help herself and sighed toward the Heaven. She was helpless.

“Shuang Yuan.” Jing Xin replied.

Qu Tang’er was silent. She looked at the flower pattern carved on the beam of the roof, lost in thoughts. “Jing Xin, how does he looks like?”

“Hasn’t master 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 the headcover.” The meaning was she could not see.

“Wasn’t master frequently walking around in the manor these days?”

“I was moving around only in the Xue Yuan.” The meaning was still that she didn’t see the person.

“………” Jing Xin again chose 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 Lian Cheng was not there and that he went to the study. Afterwards, the two went to the study room. Once they arrived to study, the doorman said that Mo Lian Cheng was not in the study room, that he went to the pavilion.

Following this, the two marched from the study 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’s quarter going to the study then going to the pavilion, these locations were all only within the range of Shuang Yuan. 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 too far. Moreover, it was so far it made people burn with rage……horse field!

Shuang Yuan was located in the north side of the manor and the horse field happened to be located in the west side. They were several courtyards across. Such a long way!

“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. Why did she feel like she was being played?

“But master’s complexion…..” Jing Xin’s face carried a worried expression.