Translator: Sissy That Walk
Su Liancheng stayed in Prince Eighthâs manor for fear that his father would find him and lock him in their manor. He showed his Brother Eighth excessive attention for he had noticed how livid his Brother Eighth looked.
Su Liancheng served Murong Yun a cup of tea and asked, âBrother Eighth, where is my sister-in-law? She usually comes back to your manor for dinner before she goes back to Prime Minister Manor, where is she today?â
Silence.
It still didnât occur to Su Liancheng that this gloomy atmosphere might concerned Luo Qianqian, âBrother Eighth, this tea is so good, try it.â
Murong Yun took the tea cup with a brooding look.
Su Liancheng asked again, âIs my sister-in-law not coming today? Why?â
Silence.
Murong Yun shattered the cup with his bare hand.
Pitter-patter.
Blood dropped on the ground from Murong Yunâs palm.
Su Liancheng was startled, âGeez, what are you doing, Brother Eighth? Let me see your hand⦠â¦â
âI want to be alone.â Murong Yun replied with indifference.
âLet me check your wound first, all right?â Su Liancheng found the medicine chest and muttered, âWhat is going on? You two had a row? But why? Wait, has my sister-in-law fallen in love with someone else?â
That seemed to be the only explanation now, no way would a teacup do any harm to Murong Yun unless⦠unless he did it on purpose.
âGet out!â Murong Yun said in a huff.
âBrother Eighth, but your wound⦠â¦â
Murong Yun shut the door upon Su Lianchengâs face.
Su Liancheng was thrown out like some scrap, he picked himself up and straightened his clothes, âBrother Eighth, I know you want to be alone at the moment. But please take care of your wound first. I noticed itâs your right hand, as a martial arts cultivator, Iâm sure you know how important your right hand is.â
Su Liancheng was so curious to find out what his sister-in-law had done.
Silence.
Su Liancheng scratched his ears and cheeks in anxiety, âI need to bring my sister-in-law here as soon as possible, they need to work it out. Brother Eighth listens to no one but her!â
âThatâs right, I need to find her and bring her here as soon as possible!â with that in  mind, Su Liancheng walked to the gate, but he looked around and retreated.
âOn a second thought, this is their business, Iâm sure the love birds will figure out a way to make up. Iâm in no position to meddle, yeah, thatâs right.â Su Liancheng muttered.
Well, the truth was he dared not to walk out of the manor for fear of his father and his fatherâs shadow guards all over the capital city, he didnât want to accept an arranged marriage.
âWell, Iâm sure my sister-in-law will be back soon, she doesnât have the heart to leave Brother Eighth alone, they love each other so much. And the loss will outweight the gain if my fatherâs shadow guards find me.â
To return to Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian and Yue Qiqi had a fierce competition. Yue Qiqi indeed had better horsemanship, but she abused her horse and exhausted her horse early in the game, thus the horse lost momentum when Luo Qianqianâs horse sped up. As a result, Luo Qianqian won.
Yue Qiqi couldnât believe she had lost again, âI donât accept this! This is a fluke, letâs race again!â
âMiss Yue, itâs getting dark.â Luo Qianqian countered.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Xiaohong buried its face in the grass and gorged itself on the grass.
âSo what? Iâm not afraid of dark.â Yue Qiqi refused to take no for an answer.
âTrue, neither of us is afraid of dark. But are you sure you havenât overworked your horse? Do you want to walk home later?â Luo Qianqian asked.
Yue Qiqi was choked.
She stamped her foot with frustration, âIâm a woman of my word, donât worry, I will ask my father to help you.â
âThanks.â Luo Qianqianmuonted her horse, she looked so absent-minded, she just wanted to go back to Murong Yunâs and cleat the misunderstanding.
Yue Qiqi blocked Luo Qianqian, âWait.â
âHow can I help you?â Luo Qianqian asked.
âI know you win again, but Iâm not sincerely convinced, we will race again someday in the near future, are you courageous enough to accept the challenge?â
Luo Qianqian was in a hurry to leave, she knew Yue Qiqi would keep pestering her unless she said yes, âOkay. Letâs have a race in the future. Iâm in a hurry now, excuse me.â
With that Luo Qianqian patted Xiaohong and made her way to Murong Yunâs manor.
The manor was ablaze with lights when Luo Qianqian returned, âit was really late nowâ, sighed Luo Qianqian.
âYour Highness.â the doormen bowed to Luo Qianqian.
âNo need to stand on ceremony.â Luo Qianqian dismounted the horse.
âAllow me to take Xiaohong to the stable.â replied a doorman.
âIs Prince Eighth back?â
âYes, Your Highness. Prince Eighth has been in his room since the afternoon.â
âAll right.â Luo Qianqian replied and strode to Murong Yunâs room.
âMurong Yun, you are indeed a feisty one, arenât you?â
Su Liancheng blocked Luo Qianqianâs way when Luo Qianqian arrived at the backyard.
Luo Qianqian was startled, she thought Su Liancheng was some assassin so she kicked Su Liancheng in his private part.
Luckily, Su Liancheng avoided that deadly kick in time.
âWhy am I always the unlucky one? It was my Brother Eighth in the afternoon, and now my sister-in-law is kicking me!â
âItâs me, sister-in-law!â Su Liancheng shouted.
Luo Qianqian withdrew her leg and took a step back, she said apologetically, âAre you all right, Su Liancheng?â
Su Liancheng rubbed his thigh, âYeah, Iâm okay. It was so close though.â
âGood, you are in the mood of joking, so you are fine.â
âSister-in-law, finally you are back, go talk to my Brother Eighth, he has been torturing himself!â Su Liancheng talked to Luo Qianqian like a lost puppy finally had found his owner.