"Little Lord, are you planning to live your whole life under a man's disguise?" Hesitating for a moment, You He mustered up the courage to ask.
"What's wrong with that?" It's much easier.
Mu Qingge casually leaned back, falling directly onto Hua Yue, causing her to let out a squeal.
You He opened her mouth but found she truly didn't have the ability to persuade the Little Lord. It seemed the arduous task given to her by the Eldest Miss was doomed before it even started.
Mourning for herself silently for a moment, You He wisely didn't bring up the topic again.
Suddenly, the moving carriage stopped.
After a slight jolt, the carriage settled. Mu Qingge lifted her eyes lightly and stopped You He from exiting, saying blandly, "I'll go."
...
The carriage had stopped on the official road.
Beside the road at a pavilion, Mu Qingge looked at the furious Shao Fatty without saying a word.
