My Naughty Princess Consort

Chapter 4 - This Is How The Princess Consort Looks?

Translator: Artsy
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Looking baffled, Qian Jiujiu stared at Mu Yexiao and Dong Chen. Upon noticing Mu Yexiao's signaling eyes, Dong Chen stopped his protest.

His gaze on Qian Jiujiu turned even colder.

Qian Jiujiu was puzzled. Have I offended His Highness' secret lover? But I haven't done anything wrong!

"May I ask a question? Where is Bixiao Pavilion?"

Dong Chen gave her another glare and replied, "It is where His Highness resides."

Qian Jiujiu was shocked. "Are you asking me to share a room with you?"

Mu Yexiao waited for his cutleries to be set again, and took a bite before he was almost choked by Qian Jiujiu's absurd question.

He looked at her as he coughed. "Have you not been taught that you should not speak during meals and bedtime?"

"Nan Feng, please assign the Princess Consort with two nannies to advise her on her etiquettes, and send her to her room after the meal."

Qian Jiujiu was not happy upon hearing that. Why would he assign advising nannies to me? The idea reminded her of My Fair Princess -the TV series-where none of the nannies were genuinely nice.

She rejected without a thought. "That's not necessary. I'm not going to head out much anyway. Also, Il'm going to leave right after I fix your legs, and I don't need any advising nannies."

Mu Yexiao gave her a cold glance. "We have to visit the palace for the wedding gratuity ceremony tomorrow."

Qian Jiujiu was caught off guard. She stared at Mu Yexiao for a brief moment before she reacted by pointing at herself.

"You're bringing me to the palace? What if my identity gets exposed? l'm not ready to lose my head yet!" Mu Yexiao looked at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched. "You don't have to worry about that."

Qian Jiujiu pouted in displease. "This is about my own life. How can I not worry about it?"

"I see that you are afraid of death to. I thought you were fearless."

Qian Jiujiu rolled her eyes upon hearing Mu Yexiao's words. "Are you kidding me? I am currently at my blossoming age. Why won't I be afraid of death?"

Blossoming age? Mu Yexiao stared at Qian Jiujiu who had yet to show her face under her make-up. His eyes were filled with apparent distaste.

Suddenly reminded of her make-up too, Qian Jiujiu shuddered involuntarily. At that moment, she was still clueless about how she actually looked.

What if I have pimples all over my face and am ugly? With that thought in mind, she lost all her appetite, in spite of all the delicious food on the table.

She put down her chopsticks. "I've had my fill."

Mu Yexiao threw a glance at the table. She had gobbled up almost half of the food.

He wanted to say something, but a thought hit him. Perhaps Qian Jiujiu ate so much because she has never had any delicious food like these in her life.

Instinctively, he threw her a sympathetic look. Qian Jiujiu was confused and could not wrap her head around it.

Forget it. She continued staring at him with a strong urge to wash her face.

"Your Highness, can you do me a favor?"

Mu Yexiao continued staring at her, realizing that her mind was full of ideas. "Continue."