What Would She Do If She Get Pounced On?

(Translated by: RenRen, Edited by: Yzrahc`dryzzle, Proofread by: Strix)

Jing Yue’s hair suddenly stood on end. She looked down and examined the fourteen-year-old body of hers, pondering over the fact that she slept on the same bed with Xiao Chen everyday. She then thought about Xiao Chen’s age and was instantly frightened by it!

In ancient times, someone in Xiao Chen’s age probably should have three wives and four concubines already, right!?

But he didn’t have any woman. And speaking of which, except for her and Yin Qiao, there isn’t even a single mother cat in this entire w.a.n.gfu!

What kind of rhythm is this!?

My G.o.d! Xiao Chen seems like he can’t wait to wipe everything clean after eating* her!

Jing Yue suddenly felt bad. Even when she glanced at the gold covering the entire floor, she could no longer feel excited. She sank into contemplation… She is about thirty, forty years old woman inside! But things about married couples, she had never really considered it.

Furthermore… considering that the partner would be Xiao Chen…

Jing Yue abruptly stood up and shouted, “Yin Qiao… Yin Qiao!!!”

“Slave’s here… Huang Fei, what happened?” Yin Qiao hastily ran inside and bowed.

“Quick, let’s go! We’re going to take a look if there’s a vacant s.p.a.ce in the city, I want to build a house!” Jing Yue pulled Yin Qiao with the intention to run outside. There was only one thought in her mind: She has to hurry and move out, this place is a wolf’s lair!

What would she do if one day Xiao Chen can’t control himself and pounce on her?

Mamamia! Really scary!

However, as Jing Yue had yet to settle the matter on choosing a land to build her house at, the etiquette school had actually started an intense training. An order was issued by the school, a one-month-long-confined-training would be carried out. The purpose was naturally to meet the etiquette

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Jing Yue was taken aback. Blinking her eyes, she stared at Xiao Chen and asked, “What? Total confinement?”

“En.” Xiao Chen casually pa.s.sed the invitation in his hand over to Jing Yue.

Jing Yue’s eyebrows were deeply furrowed. She stared at the content of the invitation and asked, “How can this be? Was it also like this before?”

“There were also confined trainings in the previous years, but they would only last for ten days.” Xiao Chen lifted his hand to take the teacup and sipped a mouthful of tea before adding, “But this time,

“This… Really perverted…” Jing Yue pursed her lips, saying miserably, “That means I have to be confined inside the school for one month!?”

“En.” Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and nodded.

“Wu wu wu (whinning)… No way~!” Jing Yue felt like crying but had no tears. It was still alright to study before, but you also want to confine me to study!?

“Jing Yue, I suspect that for this matter, there is someone plotting behind our backs.” Xiao Chen’s expression was somewhat grave. He looked at Jing Yue with a frown, saying, “You have to do everything carefully in the school.”

Jing Yue’s heart paused for a second, her expression slowly becoming heavy. She frowned and stared at him, asking, “What do you mean?”

“This matter is too abrupt. I’m afraid there’s someone

Jing Yue’s heart slightly s.h.i.+vered. Her expression had a slight change as she stared at Xiao Chen and asked, “Did the Crown Prince and Second Prince make any movement?”

“No matter, I’ll handle everything.” Xiao Chen casted Jing Yue a faint glance before turning around and left. He didn’t utter anything more except telling her not to worry. Nevertheless, Jing Yue’s heart was still unsettled. She had long thought that it would be like this. Xiao Chen was someone from the Royal family and this matter was of the Royal family.