Chapter 223 - Seeking Their Own Death (1) (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Master, Miss went after them, as well as Ao Ye,” Huifeng reported while cupping his fists after he landed in front of a carriage parked on a street corner.

The crown prince was resting with his eyes closed inside the carriage. When he heard that, he opened his eyes.

The exterior of the carriage was ordinary, but the inside was covered with soft cus.h.i.+ons, and every corner was wrapped in satin. The bamboo painted on the short table to the left of the crown prince was very exquisite, and there was a large red brocade box sitting on top of it.

Huifeng continued, “That person jumped onto the wall of Miss’ home and was discovered. Before he could do anything, Miss pursued him, and he had to jump back down and leave in a panic like a stray dog being hunted down.

“Pft,” the crown prince snorted in contempt.

There was really something left to be desired in the skills of Hui’an’s lackeys.

“Follow them.” These practice partners will be tomorrow’s Thousand Blossom Festival’s… appetizer!

“If Qiaoqiao wins, I will give this to her as a reward.” The crown prince lightly ran his fingers over the red brocade box next to him.

This item had been under He Tian’s safekeeping, but since the crown prince came here himself, then allowing Master to personally give it to the little miss was more suitable. He Tian was very tactful.

Hidden Flower was following beside the carriage. As he smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves, he could not resist saying with a chuckle, “What if she loses?”

Huifeng peered back at him. Didn’t this dunce understand “A loose tongue may cause a lot of trouble”…?

“If she loses, then I’ll sell you.” An exquisite canteen flew out of the carriage, heading straight toward Hidden Flower’s head.

Hidden Flower dodged to the side with a gloomy expression. ‘So aggravating! Master is being completely unreasonable and temperamentally insulting people! I want justice!’

At the same time, the man stubbornly pursued by Qiao Mu could feel sweat seeping out of his forehead for no reason.

He did not dare to believe that he, a level-four mystic cultivator, was discovered the second he had nimbly landed on the wall of her home. Wasn’t this child too strange?

Also, her swiftness as she chased him made fear rise inexplicably in his heart.