Chapter 63: Chapter 61: A Fall Into the Woodshed...
Though the words were addressed to Yun Ran, her gaze kept drifting towards Nangong Mo, and she subtly inched closer to him as if unintentionally.
Yun Ran glanced at the man who was pretending to nap with his eyes closed, looking completely unruffled, and secretly gritted her teeth:
[Oh, Nangong Mo! Aren’t you known for your extraordinary senses? How come they’re failing now?]
But her body was more honest.
Yun Ran swiftly stepped in front of Hong Luan, looking at her with a half-smile, "My lord is allergic to fragrances, you should keep your distance from him!"
Hong Luan was startled, then suddenly retreated as if frightened, "Apologies, Princess! Hong Luan didn’t know His Highness was allergic to fragrances..."
Seemingly both startled and anxious, her footing faltered, and she softly fell to the ground, letting out a delicate cry that was almost sweet enough to drip.
Yun Ran: "..."
[Fell before the wind even blew?]
[And is she trying to tempt Nangong Mo with her voice knowing he can’t see?]
Hong Luan clambered up from the ground, her voice becoming even more tender, with a slight tremor, making her exceedingly pitiable:
"Hong Luan was only worried about harming His Highness’s noble health, panicked for a moment and fell accidentally, not intentionally disturbing the Princess, please punish me!"
Yun Ran: "..."
[Not only using voice as a weapon, but also enhancing it with gentle meek understanding?]
[Didn’t Nangong Mo call her a barbaric woman before, does he actually prefer this gentle and soft type?]
The man who had been feigning sleep quietly curved his lips and said in a low voice:
"Since you’ve disturbed the Princess, someone, take her away, lock her in the woodshed, and let her reflect for three days."
Yun Ran: "???"
"Yes!"
Two guards dressed in black instantly stepped forward and took the now statue-like Hong Luan away.
It wasn’t until they were a long way off that Hong Luan woke up and cried out in a charming voice, "Your Highness... Your Highness..."
Everyone returned to their senses one after another, and Lu Qiao, who usually had the best relationship with Hong Luan, was just about to plead for her when Lady Wan stopped her with a look.
Afterward, the butler took the four of them to a secluded courtyard and kindly reminded them:
"The Prince Qin Mansion is not like other mansions; there are fierce beasts kept here. Ladies, if you have no urgent matters, you’d better stay in the courtyard to do some embroidery. When the Princess has class, someone will come to take you there."
Nanny Wan’s eyes flickered slightly, her face showing no expression, "Since there are fierce beasts kept in the mansion, then this courtyard..."
The butler maintained his standard smiling face: "There may be dangers in the mansion, but this courtyard is safe."
The implication was that they couldn’t guarantee safety if they left the courtyard without permission.
After the butler left, everyone returned to their rooms, and Lu Qiao went to find Lady Wan.
"Nanny, is that King Qin truly as eccentric and tyrannical as the rumors say? Sister Hong Luan just took a fall and he locked her in the woodshed!"
"After all, we are sent by the Empress, he’s too arrogant!"
Nanny Wan gave her a warning look, "Where do you think you are? The walls have ears, so be careful with your words."
Lu Qiao didn’t take it to heart; in this shabby courtyard, there were only a few of them, not even a bird, how could there be ears? But she nonetheless obediently nodded, "Nanny, I understand!"
"We’ve just arrived at the mansion and need to act carefully. Fulfilling the Empress’s mission is the most important thing."
"Don’t worry, Nanny, I’ve always kept it in mind!"
But King Qin really was as unfathomable as the rumors said, looks like more effort is needed to understand him.
Luckily, we’ve successfully entered the mansion now; everything is promising.
...
Tingxue Pavilion.
Yun Ran cuddled a pillow on her little soft couch, speaking to Nangong Mo on the luxurious bed ten meters away:
"My lord, I have to get up early for lessons tomorrow! I need to sleep early, so don’t call me later!"
Nangong Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, with a half-smile: This sly girl, does she think he can’t see the night attire beside her hand?