(Translated by: RenRen, Edited by: Yzrahc`dryzzle, Proofread by: Strix)

Nevertheless, Jing Yue’s heart was still unsettled. She had long thought that it would be like this. Xiao Chen was someone from the Royal family and this matter was of Royal family.

Forget it. Xiao Chen can handle it by himself.

Jing Yue shook off the chaotic thoughts in her mind. She looked down and inspected the invitation in her hand, her eyes were turned cold. If this is specifically aimed at her, perhaps the incoming month would be very stormy!

However… do they really think that she, Jing Yue, is a soft persimmon to be pinched and to be toyed with?

Humph! Bring it on!

Jing Yue laughed cheerfully and threw the invitation to the side before looking for Xing Er to discuss the house building thing. Jing Yue had been running to several locations for quite some time but couldn’t find one she was satisfied with. This had really made her very worried.

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“Yin Qiao… What are you bringing so many clothes and accessories for!?” Jing Yue got confused, the corner of her lips was twitching as she saw the clothes and accessories that Yin Qiao had packed into a trunk.

“Huang Fei, you’ll be staying in the school. You absolutely have to bring a few more accessories and clothes. Otherwise, you’ll be defeated by other people!” Yin Qiao said in a deadpan manner.

“Aiya… Stop being so busy!” Seeing that Yin Qiao was still going to pack more things, Jing Yue immediately rushed forward and took out all the things inside. She chose three or four clothes that she liked to be put inside the trunk while for those accessories, all of them were thrown to the side.

“Huang Fei…” Yin Qiao pouted with grievances when she saw Jing Yue’s movement.

“Go, bring me those story books… If I have a free time and have nothing to do, I can read them to pa.s.s the time.” Jing Yue commanded to Yin Qiao before adding, “Also, stop calling me Huang Fei, Xiao Chen and I aren’t married yet!”

“Then I’ll just call you… future Huang Fei!” Yin Qiao spoke while taking the books.

Jing Yue’s hand froze for a moment. She helplessly asked, “…… Is there any difference?”

Jing Yue glanced over the things that had been packed into the trunk then added a bag of silver inside before she finally nodded her head in satisfaction. Nowadays, bribing ought to be useful, maybe this money could be used in emergency. Jing Yue stroke her chin, she went through her room once again to make sure there was nothing she had forgotten to take.

“Right!” Jing Yue clapped her hands, having thought about something.

“Xing Er!” Jing Yue turned around and shouted towards the door.

Xing Er turned around and gave Jing Yue a slight bow before asking, “What command does Huang Fei have?”

“Go and ask Xiao Chen if he has any convenient weapon, like a short sword or a dagger or some other kind. I want to bring one to protect myself.” Jing Yue said while staring at Xing Er.

Xing Er was a bit dumbfounded when he heard Jing Yue’s words. He looked at Jing Yue for a moment before answering with a ‘yes’ and a bow then leaving the room.

“Aiyaya… Tomorrow I’m going to the prison…” Jing Yue said.

When Yin Qiao heard her words while she was tidying up the clothes Jing Yue had messed up, she said with a frown, “Huang Fei, it’s ‘going to school’ not prison.”

“…… Is there any difference? Both are confining people…” Jing Yue mumbled. She took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed and lay comfortably, ready to sleep. Yin Qiao left after she finished tidying up everything.

In her muddle-headed sleeping state, Jing Yue seemed to hear movements beside her.

Jing Yue felt unhappy and turned her body over to continue her sleep. However, she felt that something was coming near her. A pair of hands held up her head and placed it on top of something hard. Feeling uncomfortable, Jing Yue opened her misty eyes.

What came into her sight was Xiao Chen’s handsome face that seemed to carry a bit of exhaustion.

“Xiao Chen, it’s you…” Jing Yue’s voice was filled with weariness. She directly closed her eyes again after mumbling those words.

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*cough* Sorry for being late *cough*