Xiaoyue worked quickly, urging Xiao Er upstairs in less than five minutes.
Sun Ningning had already asked the System and confirmed that Celestial Grade Room No. 2 was unoccupied. Her eyes sparkling, she slipped Xiao Er another piece of broken silver.
The turbaned Xiao Er was overjoyed, nearly beside himself.
Tsk, tsk, he’d received two pieces in just a quarter of an hour!
So he unlocked the door with remarkable speed.
Afraid of being discovered, Sun Ningning kept her voice low as she instructed Xiao Er:
“Bring a pot of Jasmine Dragon Pearl and any plate of snacks will do.”
Seeing the well-dressed, elegant young lady acting so furtively, Xiao Er—having worked in the teahouse for years and witnessed all sorts of domestic dramas—immediately assumed this generous noble lady was here to catch someone in the act.
He quickly stepped forward, bowing slightly, and covering his mouth with his hand as he whispered:
“Right away, miss! Don’t worry, I never saw you here today!”
Sun Ningning: Young man, you might be misunderstanding something?
After Xiao Er left, Xiaoyue immediately entered the room first, carefully wiping down the tables and chairs with a handkerchief.
Once she ensured everything was clean and dust-free, she turned to assist her young lady, only to find…
Sun Ningning pressed half her body against the wall, clinging to it like a gecko, straining to eavesdrop.
Xiaoyue: Ah, never mind. At least Young Lady maintains her composure in front of outsiders.
Sun Ningning’s ear grew cold from pressing against the wall, but she couldn’t hear anything clearly.
Through the muffled sounds, she only gathered that Xiao Ze seemed to have met up with a friend.
I wonder if there are any women?
Sun Ningning grumbled inwardly: [What use are you! Other systems can accumulate Points, unlock system shops, and even exchange Points!]
[And you? Just a simple eavesdropping task, and you can’t even handle it through a closed door? Hah.]
The System slacked off: [Host, everything within a sealed space represents personal privacy!]
[Then why do you eavesdrop on my thoughts all day? You’ve heard all my private, risqué imaginings!]
[Host, please shut your mic!]
[…]
Sun Ningning climbed down from the wall and slumped dejectedly into the square armchair.
A few minutes later, Xiao Er entered with the tea.
Sun Ningning immediately straightened her posture and asked casually, as if making small talk: “Is that Celestial Grade Room No. 1 next door?”
Xiao Er, who had already received two pieces of silver from her, promptly replied: “Yes, it is.”
Sun Ningning traced the rim of her teacup lazily and asked:
“I just heard loud talking from next door. They won’t end up fighting, will they? Who’s in there?”
Xiaoyue, standing nearby, was surprised—what loud talking?
Xiao Er took it seriously, scratching his turbaned head in confusion:
“Celestial Grade Room No. 1 was occupied not long ago… I remember a handsome young gentleman went in, followed by five bodyguards with fierce expressions. Probably the young gentleman scolding his servants. Don’t worry, miss, nothing will happen.”
In this Hope Capital Main City, it seemed like every step led to a noble mansion. If you threw a brick, you’d hit ten people, and five of them would be aristocratic youths.
Even if they did start fighting?
Ha! Such incidents weren’t uncommon, happening every ten days or half a month.
And the young masters’ subordinates were always quick to pay compensation.
After all, they feared damaging their reputations if word got out.
Of course, the current His Highness Prince Qin was an exception.
That god of slaughter was probably more concerned about how to make his reputation even more terrifying.
Sun Ningning relaxed with an “Oh” and smiled. “That’s good then. You may go.”
“Of course, enjoy your tea, miss.”
Knowing there were no women among Bai Ze’s companions, Sun Ningning felt much better.
So she sipped her tea, nibbled on snacks, and waited leisurely.
Though inwardly anxious, outwardly she remained lazily reclined.
Her fair, onion-root-like fingers slowly traced the rim of the teacup.
She was as tranquil as stars in the night sky, shining with a beautiful yet cold radiance.
Hanging high at the horizon, so solitary that one could only gaze up in admiration.
Xiaoyue sat on a low stool by the door, resting her chin in her hands as she quietly watched her young lady.
Since childhood, her young lady had been mischievous and unruly, often infuriating the Grand Secretary until his beard trembled.
Not having grown up in Wangjing, she lacked the demure elegance and rigid etiquette of the young ladies in the capital.
Moreover, the young lady had changed a great deal.
On the day they arrived in Wangjing, the young lady woke up in the carriage and suddenly became like this.
In front of others, she was soft-spoken, bright-eyed, and charmingly delicate, as if melting into one’s embrace.
But when alone, she would either sit quietly in a daze, recline lazily like this while reading, or snack on pastries with peculiar flavors.
Silent and aloof, how could she resemble a sixteen-year-old girl at all?
Yet, at the mere mention of His Highness Prince Qin? The young lady’s entire aura of detachment vanished instantly!
Her eyes would light up with a smile, and her whole being would overflow with sweet, lively charm.
Xiaoyue couldn’t understand why the young lady had suddenly taken a liking to His Highness Prince Qin.
Did she fall for him at a single glance on the street?
Or was it something Miss Shangguan said in their correspondence?