Wanyan Mingshuang was overjoyed to see that the Fourteenth Prince had also arrived when she suddenly saw him waving in her direction. Following his gaze, her face froze, and her eyes blazed with fury.
It's that brat again!
She had accompanied her mother to Yonghe Palace and met the Fourteenth Prince, whom she secretly admired. Her mother had asked her if she would like to become the Fourteenth Prince's wife.
Thinking of that handsome young man, she blushed with shyness, but felt joy in her heart.
Since the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet last time, when I hit Zhao Jia and Yue, my reputation has spread, and even Consort De has become much colder towards me.
All of this was caused by the Zhao Jia sisters. Now, the Fourteenth Prince clearly has different feelings for Zhao Jia Yan Yue, and her crazy jealousy gnaws at her heart, wishing she could crush the two sisters.
Before long, it got dark, and the opera began on the stage ahead, with the gongs blaring and the singing starting in a melodious tone.
Yan Yue listened with great interest, but He Yue had little interest in the opera. She kept glancing around and was quite annoyed because she didn't see the person she wanted to see. She sat alone to the side, feeling sullen.
Yuxiu came over and nudged her: "What's wrong? Why are you so gloomy?"
He Yue touched her face. Was it that obvious?
"Oh, that's all. I just thought the play was so boring, and I couldn't understand any of the babbling." Heyue rested her chin on her hand, looking distressed.
Yuxiu shook her head helplessly: "You really are a spoilsport."
"Does Sister Fucha also like listening to opera?" Heyue asked, tilting her head.
Yuxiu nodded: "Grandma likes to listen to opera, so I've loved listening to opera since I was little."
In ancient times, young ladies often spent their time at home writing, embroidering, or riding horses. Listening to operas was also a way to pass the time.
At this moment, a maid peeked in from the doorway, glanced over, and then went out.
He Yue recognized her at a glance; she was one of the maids who had accompanied Guo Luoluo on horseback that day, and must have been her personal maid.
Just when she was worried about not having an opportunity, seeing this, Heyue became curious and hurriedly said to Yuxiu, "I'm going to relieve myself, I'll be back in a bit."
"Alright, come back soon." Yuxiu instructed, and Heyue quickly left the room.
Following the maid to the bottom of the pavilion, Heyue hid in the shadows and watched as the maid sneaked to a corner, looked around, and then spoke to a young man who suddenly appeared.
He Yue was wondering why the maid was standing with the man. Could they be having a secret rendezvous?
However, it would be too strange to meet in private under such circumstances. After all, everyone here is here to watch the show, and with so many people around, it's inevitable that they will be seen by others.
Upon closer inspection, Heyue was surprised and greatly disappointed, as the man turned out to be the Tenth Prince.
But why did he come here?
Why was that maid lingering and looking around at the room door?
The faint sound of two people talking could be heard in my ears, but I couldn't make it out clearly.
After the previous entanglements, Heyue didn't want to be seen by the Tenth Prince, nor did she have any intention of finding out what the two of them were doing there, so she carefully left.
Back downstairs, Heyue paused, her mind racing. She thought to herself, "We've come all this way, wouldn't it be a waste not to take a look around?"
Thinking of this, Heyue secretly walked to another place.
After strolling around the garden and not seeing anything special, Heyue was about to leave in disappointment when she unexpectedly spotted a pair of wild mandarin ducks.
The pair of lovers were none other than the Ninth Prince. The other appeared to be a woman, but because her back was turned, it was difficult to see clearly. Judging from her attire, she was probably a young lady from a respectable family.
He Yue was speechless. There were way too many people having secret rendezvous.
To avoid being seen, Heyue was about to sneak away when she accidentally stepped on a tree branch, making a "crack" sound.
"who!"
The Ninth Prince, who was by the lake, immediately turned around and let out a stern shout.
Heyue instinctively covered her mouth, looked around, and tried to find a place to hide.
Footsteps sounded from that direction and soon they arrived.
He Yue suddenly had a bright idea and fell to the ground with a cry of "Ouch!"
Hearing the sound, the Ninth Prince strode closer, looked in the direction of the voice, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Eh, isn't this the princess from the Marhan family? What are you doing here?"
Heyue blinked innocently at him and said weakly, "I... I accidentally fell down. What are you doing here, Ninth Master?"
Seeing her innocent, rabbit-like appearance, the Ninth Prince chuckled inwardly. "Little brat, you dare to fool me? I've seen your shrewishness before."
However, he was also intrigued and didn't expose her. Instead, he coldly questioned her, "Why aren't you watching the play in the attic? What are you doing here? Did you see anything?"
"Huh?" Heyue stared wide-eyed innocently and asked blankly, "What? I just got here and fell down, and then I saw Ninth Master."
"Oh? Is that so?" The Ninth Prince's face was tense, clearly not believing it.
He Yue was secretly anxious. This Ninth Prince was too difficult to fool! What should she do?
Just as she was getting anxious, a laughing voice came: "She's just a little girl, why is your cousin scaring her?"
The voice sounded somewhat familiar, and He Yue looked in the direction of the sound, wishing she could disappear into the ground immediately.
The person who came was none other than Guo Luoluo, whom she was looking for, but she never expected to meet her under such circumstances, which was truly embarrassing.
But why is she here? Especially late at night with the Ninth Prince and another man.
At this moment, Guo Luoluo was no longer dressed in red, but in a lake-blue cheongsam. A faint smile played on her lips as she glanced at her with amusement in her eyes.
"Do-Dorogege," Heyue called softly, her eyes lowered like a child who had done something wrong.
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