Ghostly Masked Prince Xiao: Pampering and Spoiling the Little Adorable Consort

(119) Run, Little Fat Pig

"Young master, this subordinate found out that the Miss comes from Prince Ying's manor but her exact identity couldn't be found." Subordinate Xuanxi Zi-Mo lowered his head to reply.

"Couldn't be found?" Dongting Wang-Yu raised a brow.

"That's right. It's as if there was a mysterious force blocking this subordinate's investigation so I was unable to complete my mission. This subordinate feels very ashamed." No matter how it was said, the intelligence of Moon Palace was considered number one or two under the heavens, how could they fail? But the reality was indeed like this.

Dongting Wang-Yu casually picked a leaf from the window ledge, the depth of his eyes had an indescribably charming, amorous expression. "In Xiao Xu's hand is a group of mysterious military forces called the Xiao Lie Cavalry, normally, aside from the several heads of the cavalry that would appear by his side, the rest are hidden in the dark. These people each have their own specialty so you guys shouldn't take to heart this failure. Don't let your recent whereabouts be traced by them as that'll implicate the Moon Palace. Also, you don't need to investigate that little girl's identity anymore, I'm afraid I already know it."

Xuanxi Zi-Mo was somewhat surprised, but he still obeyed and withdrew.

Although that night was very dark and he didn't really care who he seized, he had a very strong sense of familiarity.

A few nights ago when their search of Prince Ying's manor had failed, he didn't take further action. Now seeing that the little girl had delivered herself to his door, then he couldn't miss this opportunity.

And at this time, Chu Qing-Yan who was spotted and being tailed by a certain someone, leaped to the neighboring private room's roof. She was followed closely by Fire Spirit who crouched down beside her.

"Never expected that after learning airy martial arts, the first time using it would be to act like a gentleman on the roof beam(1)" Chu Qing-Yan lamented.

The corner of Fire Spirit's lips twitched. Little Consort, this is deliberately committing a crime alright? Also, gentleman on the roof beam? Don't you know how to use idioms? At least use an idiom that better suits his identity okay?

Chu Qing-Yan did not detect Fire Spirit's unspoken criticism, her gaze was immediately captured by the burlap sack on the bed. She asked in a low voice. "You still haven't told me, who is the person on the bed?"

She was so focused on coming to watch a good show that she had forgotten to ask.

Fire Spirit glanced at that burlap sack and with an unknown undertone said. "The top martial arts scorer from the imperial exams of this year's class, Hua Mo."

New class? Top martial arts scorer? Chu Qing-Yan couldn't help but shed some sympathetic tears for Fu An-Lai, but she still happily gloated over his misfortune.

"Shh——" Fire Spirit suddenly had his hand pressed over his lips, hinting for her to not make any noise.

While Chu Qing-Yan was puzzled, footsteps sounded from outside the door, it was heavy and somewhat urgent. Chu Qing-Yan couldn't help but cast Fire Spirit an admiring glance, just by relying on his hearing he was able to distinguish the sounds. It was simply too amazing.

Fire Spirit received his family little consort's gaze. Although on the surface he pretended he didn't care, however in his heart, he had already stuck up his tail.

The private room's door was pushed open by a person from the outside. Before the person could be seen, an ingratiating tone could be heard. "Young master, the person has already been brought over. Please don't worry and enjoy her!"