He moved away.
She has just accurately heard the word that leaked out from those perfect lips.
He very slowly finished the word from which he managed to spit only one letter. A letter ‘S’. ‘S’ as sorry not as snatch!
The beauty has already fallen down on the ground.
“Puh!” Qu Tang’er spewed out the mud from her mouth. Fierceness inside the eyes, she didn’t glare at anyone. However, she almost stared out a hole in the ground.
Afterwards……….
“Why didn’t you catch me?” She grieved, she blamed, she lamented, she was finished…….. Why has she had such a bad luck to encounter such a jerk?
In a graceful manner, Mo Lian Cheng gently patted away dust that flew onto him because of her. This woman wasn’t as gentle and docile as she appeared on the outside. As expected, rumours aren’t trustworthy. It seems that in the future, a very exciting show was going to be played. Henceforth, he smiled nonchalantly and asked unconcernedly: “Have I said that I was going to catch you?”
“But you also didn’t say you wouldn’t catch.”
“As a result, you are currently on the ground.”
“………….” She, she, she………. had for the first time an urge to kill someone. Aching from the head to feet, she reluctantly lifted a tiny bit her head up and swept her eyes at him: “This gentleman, aren’t you going to help me?”
Very soon, she experienced “hang someone to dry”.
However. She. Has. Also. Experienced. Meeting. Someone. Who. Didn’t. Lend. A. Hand.
Mo Lian Cheng said: “You have hands and feet. And apparently if you crawl up by yourself, it would be even faster.”
“……..!!!” This person’s heart was indeed cold enough.
Qu Tang’er didn’t want to get up. She only wanted to kick him into a pit so he would be familiar with poops (with death – poops and death are homonyms in chinese).
“Ah! Why are you here, fourth miss? Master has just been looking for you.” A group of servants hurriedly rushed out. Seeing Qu Tang’er lying on the ground, they hastily helped her to get up. Afterwards, all of them embarrassedly swept an eye on Mo Lian Cheng and then they supported her and hurried toward the direction of the back door.
Mo Lian Cheng watched them hastily leave with an interest.
Suddenly, he was looking a little bit forward to a moment when she saw him, her future husband. What kind of expression would appear on her face?
About half an hour passed.
Qu Tang’er returned to the manor. She resignedly changed herself into a popular pleated skirt with passing clouds embroidered on the side.
She was almost bound by others to the main hall.
From the start to finish, she only felt that she was going to become a dead fish. And those servants who were constantly moving her around presumably took her for a puppet.
From the moment she entered the main hall, she hasn’t lifted her head even once.
Just because………the one who welcomed them with his presence was her fiance, the eighth prince Mo Lian Cheng.
As for how he looked like? Who cares. As long as he still looked like a human and didn’t let down the humankind, it was enough for her.
“Tang’er greets father, greets first madam.“ Qu Tang’er gently bent down and made a graceful curtsy. With both of her hands put in front of her and fingers lightly placed together, she displayed a pure appearance of an obedient daughter…….. there was no need for her to pretend. Her outward appearance already gave people this kind of illusion.
“Tang’er, quickly, pay respect to his eighth Highness and…..” Qu Jiang Lin’s imposing voice rose up.
“Yes. Tang’er pays respect to your eighth Highness. Unbeknownst that your eight Highness would come, Tang’er begs your eighth Highness to not blame Tang’er for being rude.” Qu Tang’er didn’t even wait for Qu Jiang Lin to finish. She immediately bowed to the right side where she believed Mo Lian Cheng’s guest of honor seat was placed. She dropped the words like a machine.
Who cares if he was eighth prince or crested myna? Even if he was a yellow oriole, there was nothing to say.
It’s only, Qu Jiang Lin softly chided her: “You are confused. That was his fourteenth Highness. His eighth Highness is…..”
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