1445 Stand Right There!
Qiao Mu: …
Thank you very much, but I am not a cripple!
Behind them, Shaoyao also couldn't resist twitching her mouth. Did His Highness short-circuit or something to actually assign Haitang to the crown prince consort?
It was fine if you casually sent over a Mudan, Dujuan, Shancha, or <anno data-annotation-id="3d22c458-871e-4e1d-a26e-6f3e3cfb7d5d">Guihua</anno>… yeah!
"Crown Prince Consort, do not touch that! Let Haitang do it!"
"Crown Prince Consort, do not pick that up! Let Haitang do it!"
"Crown Prince Consort, put that down!"
"Crown Prince Consort, you cannot!"
The young crown prince consort trotted out the door and slammed the main door of the Eastern Palace's bedchamber with a… thunderous boom!
Shaoyao pursed her lips speechlessly.
When she turned around, she saw Haitang glaring at her with her wooden expression. "Sis Shaoyao, His Highness has instructed that you go on leave in three days, no?! Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Shaoyao: …
"Sis Shaoyao, these were His Highness's instructions… yeah!"
Could you freakin' stop adding "yeah," "no," and the like when you were speaking? It also brainwashed her into adding them to her own sentences for no reason.
Shaoyao wiped away a handful of sweat before looking at her worriedly. All of a sudden, realization dawned on her. "It couldn't be that His Highness assigned you to the crown prince consort on purpose?"
It couldn't be that the crown prince was thinking of using the wooden yet also hilarious Haitang to amuse the crown prince consort every day!
Shaoyao twitched her mouth speechlessly. The possibility grew the more she contemplated it.
"How would I know… yeah?"
Shaoyao reached out with her hand but then dropped it in exasperation. She really wanted to ask Haitang if she couldn't stop tacking on a suffix to the end of her sentences!
"Someone told me that talking like this sounded more intimate, no?"
Shaoyao's expression was indescribable.
As Haitang was simply annoying her to death, Qiao Mu went for a walk after sauntering out the door.
However, before she had made much progress in her walk after entering the small garden, she glimpsed two fair and plump manager eunuchs leading Young Chief Asi and his Akedo tribesmen in her direction.
Qiao Mu promptly turned around to leave at this sight.
She had just come out to run away from all the nagging. There was no need to get entangled with this group of people.
Even so, in Asi's eyes, her action of turning tail to run made it look like she had a guilty conscience.
He promptly shouted, "Stop right there!"
Yet how would Qiao Mu listen to his nonsense? She vanished in the blink of an eye!
Asi was so furious that smoke was practically fuming from the top of his head!
This little fellow was simply downright hateful.
"Brother Asi, what are you calling her for?" Achir was unable to conceal the painful hate born out of jealousy. She wasn't stupid, after all. A different kind of flame was unmistakably dancing in Asi's eyes whenever he looked at that little b*tch, so she particularly wanted to extinguish these two intensifying flame clusters.
"Stop speaking nonsense." Asi glared at her coldly before chasing after Qiao Mu with a flash.
Achir stomped her foot angrily. "Brother Ali, look at him!"
Ali was also frowning with displeasure. Eldest Brother was paying too much attention to this Northern Mo crown prince consort!
After sprinting far away, Qiao Mu stopped and took out a teleportation talisman.
When she thought about it, this teleportation talisman wasn't reliable either. Who the hell knew where it would teleport her…
Forget it, she'd just leave it at this. With his male chauvinism, that bull-headed Asi probably wouldn't chase after her so shamelessly.
The little stoic thus turned into another garden and planned to take a casual stroll.
Yet she encountered two melancholic junior royal maids coming toward her. One of them was carrying a pot of wilting begonia.
