Mu Huai found Ming Shu in a nearby secluded alley.
In the quiet alley, the girl stood quietly under a tree, staring at the seductive fruit hidden in the green leaves.
A cool breeze came from the other end of the alley, blowing past the girl's skirt, and she looked like a fairy among floating clouds, about to rise in the wind.
Shashasha—
The leaves shook.
The air seemed to be filled with the scent of fruit.
Mu Huai found she was actually very good-looking.
... When she was quiet.
She gave others a feeling of tranquility and gentleness.
But thinking of the annoying way she talked... Mu Huai immediately dropped the thought.
Um... Are these fruits edible?
Ming Shu carried the fruit out of the alley and when saw Mu Huai standing there, she was somewhat surprised. Then she covered the fruit. "Uncle, why are you still here?"
Mu Huai turned around without saying a word.
"..." What?
What's wrong with this man?
Mu Huai didn't walk fast. It seemed he was deliberately waiting for Ming Shu to catch up. King Huai's mansion and the royal palace lay in two different directions, but Mu Huai intended to send Ming Shu back.
When the majestic outline of the royal palace appeared, Mu Huai slowed down and opened his mouth, still with his back to Ming Shu. "You'd better stay in the palace."
This is confusing. Ming Shu thought.
This cheap uncle is very abnormal today.
Was it because she burned the painting that he was angered to the point of insanity?
"Uncle, are you feeling all right today? Do you want to... Ah, Uncle, where are you going?"
Before Ming Shu finished her sentence, Mu Huai quickly left. He was afraid that he might want to kill her again if he heard something irritating.
Ming Shu scratched her head, then looked at the fruit in her arms, smiling happily. Who cared about those unimportant matters.
Ming Shu went back to the Heavenly Temple and was scolded heavily by the master. But Ming Shu seemed to care not at all, which made the master so angry that he grounded Ming Shu as punishment.
Sitting alone in a small dark room, Ming Shu was feeling quite wronged. That painting was given to her by the emperor, right? Which meant it was hers, right? Then why couldn't she decide what to do with it?!
"No one will let her out without my permission." The angry voice of the master rang from outside, followed by footsteps that gradually faded away.
After a while, Zhi Qi's voice rang through the door. "Princess... are you okay?"
"Zhi Qi, it's so dark here, can you get me some food?"
"..." Is there any relationship between darkness and food? Zhi Qi was a little hesitant. "Princess, the master didn't allow us to give you food."
"Just keep it quiet, don't let anyone know."
Zhi Qi was about to answer but was interrupted by another voice. "Zhi Qi, the master wants to see you. Go, I will stay here."
