Qin Yuyanâs fine chignon got all loose, her black hair in a total mess, and the front of her moon white dress got torn open with her plum purple tube top exposed, a little sensual. On the hemline full of dust was also imprinted with dozens of black footprints. One could imagine how embarrassing it was!
Prince Qin looked down on her, with a little coldness flashing in his evil eyes, âMy sister, we have been apart for only two months. What makes you so confounded?â
âSomeone set me up!â Qin Yuyan gritted her teeth and then raised her head abruptly and looked at Murong Xue, like she was saying, âI got reinforcement. Are you prepared for the worst of your life?â
Murong Xue didnât give it a damn, thinking, âWhat do you have in your sleeves? Just show me!â Here was Qingyan City. What could the prince of Mo Bei do here? Countermeasure for measure!
âIf I tell them the recipe of the yogurt was from you. Do you think whether they are gonna kick your ass right now?â Qin Yuyan looked at Murong Xue with only ruthlessness in her eyes: Her injuries, her embarrassment, all because of Murong Xue. She would never spare Murong Xue!
Murong Xue snorted, âHavenât your pledged that the yogurt is Mo Bei specialty youâve developed yourself? Why is it mine now? Even if you tell them itâs me, do you think they will buy it? They would only think you are talking nonsense and dodge the column. All you do is try to frame othersâŚâ
âYouâŚâ Qin Yuyan was so angry that she even lost her tongue: She was only thinking to grab the yogurt making right from Murong Xue. But she never thought the recipe was a false oneâŚ
Murong Xue snorted while casting a glance at her, âIf I were you, I would go home now and lock myself in my room to reflect on myself. But you! You have created such a big trouble and still stand here. Donât you feel ashamed of yourselfâŚâ
âYou!â Qin Yuyan got choked because of extreme anger, and her angry eyes were like flaming.
But Murong Xue just turned a blind eye to it. She raised her head and saw over ten guards from Mo Bei fall from nowhere who all saluted to that young man, âMy prince!â
Prince Qin responded and then bent over to hold up Qin Yuyan and put her on the bamboo chair, saying with a cold tone, âSend Princess Yuyan back to Prince Jing Mansion.â
âYes!â Then those guards uplifted the bamboo chair.
Qin Yuyan gave Murong Xue a dirty look and then moved to the chair reluctantly.
Prince Qin then turned to Ouyang Shaochen and said across the crowd, âPrince Ouyang!â
âPrince Qin!â Ouyang Shaochen responded while looking at him.
âMy elder sister is injured. I have to go check on her. Weâll talk the other day.â said Prince Qin in a deep tone.
âPlease suit yourself, Prince Qin.â There was kind of unnoticeable indifference and alienation in Ouyang Shaochenâs voice.
âFarewell!â said Prince Qin with a low voice. And the moment he turned around to leave, he caught a glimpse of Murong Xue, with kind of intense evilness and cattiness, which made Murong Xue chill down to the spine subconsciously.
Ouyang Shaochen immediately noticed it and held her cold hands in his tightly, asking with concerns, âAre you OK?â
âYeah, Iâm fine.â Murong Xue came to herself and smiled gently. Watching Prince Qin disappear in her sight, she wore a meaningful expression, âThis prince from Mo Bei is really something!â
Ouyang Shaochen cast a glance at him and said lightly, âHis name is Qin Haoyan, son of the empress of Mo Bei, a little eccentric and unreasonableâŚâ
âAs the prince of Mo Bei, shouldnât he stay in the palace and share the burden with the king? What is he doing here?â Asked Murong Xue, confused.
âOf course he is here for his sister.â said Ouyang Shaochen, âQin Yuyan is the kingâs favorite daughter. You killed her personal bodyguard and got her insulted. She should have reported everything to her father and apparently her father sent the reinforcementsâŚâ
Murong Xue blinked, asking, âSo Qin Haoyan is here to help her deal with me?â
âExactly.â Ouyang Shaochen nodded, stone-faced, âYou should be careful from now on. Qin Haoyan is a bad assâŚâ
âI know!â Murong Xue nodded. Judging from the way he looked at her, she could tell Qin Haoyan could never be a merciful person. But he was prince of Mo Bei who had no authority here. So he was not so dreadful like Ouyang Shaochen described.
âHow is your relationship with him?â asked Murong Xue while looking at Ouyang Shaochen.
âJust a nodding acquaintance!â Ouyang Shaochen said flatly.
âSo you hardly know him?!â Murong Xue frowned while turning to Ouyang Shaochen and teasing him, âQin Haoyan is the prince of Mo Bei, who will be the king. You should grow an intimate friendship with himâŚâ
âI travel through all those countries and only make friends pleasing to my eyes. I would ignore those I donât like at all!â said Ouyang Shaochen arrogantly while casting a glance at her: Qin Haoyan wasnât pleasing to his eyes, so he just ignored him!
He was worthy to be the son of Lord Freedom, who even had harsh terms of making friends.
Murong Xue pursed her lips, and then flashed her eyes at the sun above the head, âItâs late. Letâs go back.â
âWhat?â Ouyang Shaochen got a little surprised, âShouldnât we go look for a suitable site for your store?â
âNo bothering!â Murong Xue shook her head, âQin Yuyan has discredited the yogurt thing. Even if I open a yogurt store now, the business wouldnât be good. I would only raise peopleâs questioning. I wouldnât do such a thankless thing. Letâs go back now. If I guess it right, a drama will be on in the Marquis Mansion!â
âWhat drama?â asked Ouyang Shaochen while raising his brows.
âYou will know later.â Murong Xue wore a meaningful smile and then pulled Ouyang Shaochen and ran away.
After entering the Marquis Mansion, Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen didnât go to the Falling Snow Pavilion. Instead, they walked along the bluestone road and came before Qingyanâs yard. Then they climbed onto a big tree and hid themselves.
The big tree directly faced Song Qingyanâs room. With the covering of the thick leaves, no one would notice them, while they could see every detail in Qingyanâs room through the shiny green leaves and the open window.
It was noon, and all the maids and mamas were having a rest in their own rooms. Song Qingyan was alone in her room, wearing a violet Xiang skirt. Her black hair was braided into a delicate flowing cloud chignon. Those glittering jewels made her comely face more delicate. Her face looked a little pale in a quite healthy wayâŚNow she was walking up and down in her own room, looking rattle and hum, thinking,
âQin Yuyanâs yogurt shop should have been opened now. There should be a long line now. She is gonna make a big fortuneâŚHehe, that recipe belongs to Murong Xue. She may not even know she has lost itâŚShould she go to the Falling Snow Pavilion and tell her this âgoodâ news and piss her offâŚâ
While Song Qingyan was still immersed in her joys, bang, the half-closed door got slammed open and then a tall and straight figure strode inâŚ\n