Chapter 8 – Teaching the cousin a lesson The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife The Sly Lady (1/2)

Chapter 8 – Teaching the cousin a lesson

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“What martial arts? I’ve only seen too many of the guards sparring and picked up a few moves!” Murong Xue causally said, her eyes flashing uncomfortably.

Being reborn is too unbelievable a story. If it had not happened to her, she definitely would not believe either, not to mention Murong Ye who was only fourteen years of age. If she had told him the truth, Murong Ye might think that she had been bewitched. She had better keep that secret to herself.

“Really?” Murong Ye frowned, obviously not believing a single word she had said.

“Of course, why should I lie to you?” Seeing that Murong Ye wanted to further pursue the topic, Murong Xue quickly said, “It’s getting late. I’m going to take the Tibetan mastiff for a bath. It’s so dirty that it is definitely uncomfortable.”

Upon hearing the two words – Tibetan mastiff – he immediately forgot about his suspicions and looked towards the Tibetan mastiff, eyes shining, “Since you are not feeling too well, sister, you shouldn’t work too hard. Leave this type of manual labor to me.”

Murong Xue smiled, “I’m going to ask the maids to wash it, not do it myself, what hard work can there possibly be?”

Murong Ye shook his head disagreeing, “The mastiff’s fur is so matted that you can’t even tell what the original color is. It must have utterly soiled. Those maids in your house are all so skinny, they wouldn’t have enough strength; they probably wouldn’t even be able to wash it out before dark. You had better pass the dog to me and I’ll ask the male servants to wash it clean before giving it back to you.”

Since his sister treated the Tibetan mastiff so preciously, and refused to lend it to him, he’ll establish a good relationship with the dog. And then when his sister doesn’t notice, he’ll take it out on the sly; that would be enough to build his reputation.

“Alright then!” Murong Xue ‘reluctantly’ nodded, and ‘reluctantly’ put the Tibetan mastiff into Murong Ye’s arms and carefully instructed him, “Its fur has knotted so tell the servants to be careful when they are washing it. Don’t pull on the fur…”

“I know, I know!” Murong Ye nodded his head and quickly walked the dog away; the Tibetan mastiff is a rare and powerful dog and his future God of Wealth. Of course he will instruct the servants to be careful.

After walking for a bit, he halted and turned around to look at Murong Xue. Under her curious gaze, he asked tentatively, “Sister, I didn’t ask for your opinion before I decided to annul your engagement. You don’t blame me, do you?”

In this year, he had been spending less and less time at home, and had only seen his sister a handful of times. But he knew well that his sister really liked Ye Yichen.

“Of course not,” Murong Xue laughed softly and carelessly said, “When Ye Yichen demoted me to concubine during the welcome feast, I had already raised the annulment. His Majesty was not against it and actually ordered Old Prince Jing to come to the Capital to discuss matters regarding the annulment…

“Really?” Murong Ye’s eyes brightened, “You don’t like Ye Yichen anymore?”

Murong Xue sniffed, “Such a terrible person is not deserving of my affections.”

“That’s exactly right!” Murong Ye nodded in agreement, “Ye Yichen does not have you in his heart and eyes. He is not the best person for you. It is absolutely correct to have taken the initiative to annul the engagement and cleanly break your ties off with him!”

“Woof woof woof!” The little Tibetan mastiff saw that the two persons were conversing without a care for anyone else and couldn’t help but bark.

Murong Ye looked at it delightfully and said, “Impatient, aren’t you? Let’s go, I’ll bring you to get a bath!”

Watching Murong Ye disappear around the corner, Murong Xue followed the bluestone path and leisurely walked. From far, she heard a laughter like tinkling bells. She raised her eyebrows and followed the sound towards the main courtyard.

Stepping into the courtyard, she saw a group of maids and housekeepers standing in front of the west wing. Each of them held a delicate ebony wood box. In the boxes were sapphire hairpins, ruby earrings, jasper bangles and other varieties of elegant jewelry; each one of them extremely valuable.

A young girl in pink skirt was fluttering here and there between the delicate jewelry, wearing this and that. Her smile was brighter than the flowers.