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Edited by SpeedDemon

Chapter 82. A princess's woman will never admit defeat (10)

"That fool Lu Beiyuan is no match for my Miss Lin." Princess Chaoyang folded her arms and said dissatisfied.

This is my home, this is my home. The Princess is so infatuated with Lin Youniang, did she even listen to what I said?

She must not have heard anything.

Qingyue felt very tired.

She ended up with such a master, being sold by others every day, and helping others count the proceeds every time.

She didn’t have a long memory.

"Whatever you put in my head, you treat it as my moving jewelry box."

After dressing up, Chaoyang looked at the pearls on her head in the mirror, touched it, and was very dissatisfied.

How could she walk with so many things on her head?

Qingyue felt that the smile on her face was almost unbearable, "Princess, but this is very little." Any less would be shabby.

"I'm going to take my little girl out for horseback riding today. It'll be troublesome to take it off then. Don't give me so many hairpins now."

Chaoyang said, and was about to take it off herself.

Qingyue quickly stopped her actions. "No, no, no, no, I'll help you." Qingyue carefully removed the various hairpins and ornaments from Chaoyang's head. She didn't dare to let the Princess take it off by herself. If the Princess took it off by herself, it would be a complete mess. When the time came, her hair would be a mess, and the hair she had combed for the Princess would be in vain.

After unloading some of it, Chaoyang felt that it was still a bit much. But looking at Qingyue's face that appeared as if it had been smeared with ashes from the bottom of a pot, she decided to forget about it.

She was a princess, why should she be afraid of a maid? Woohoo...biting the handkerchief.

"Where's the young lady?" Chaoyang stood up and shook her head. It was still too heavy. It felt inconvenient.

Qingyue was silent. She also knew how her Princess slept. She estimated that Miss Lin probably, maybe, had a bad sleep last night. She should be catching up on some sleep now.

"Princess, Miss Lin is in her own room. Do you... want to go now?"

Chaoyang rubbed her neck, feeling sore, "Yeah."

"Then go call the sedan."

"The sedan? It's in the same house. What sedan are you using? Let’s just walk over." Chaoyang rolled her eyes again.

Qingyue didn't feel anything after Chaoyang rolled her eyes. Her Princess rolled her eyes when she was angry, rolled her eyes when she felt unreasonable, and rolled her eyes when the food didn't taste good.

She had gotten used to it just by looking at it.

Qingyue: "Princess, um...actually...this mansion is very, very, very big." She used the word "very" three times.

"How big can it be, as big as the palace?" Chaoyang expressed disbelief. She felt that Qingyue was exaggerating. Qingyue just wanted her to sit quietly on the sedan chair.

But she didn’t want to.

Chaoyang stubbornly wanted to walk over.

All right. Qingyue decided to compromise. But Qingyue still asked someone to carry a sedan and follow her.

When the Princess got tired from walking, she could go up and rest.

Chaoyang glanced at the sedan following behind, but said nothing. She wouldn’t compromise anyway, she had to walk over. Wasn’t it just one mansion? No matter how big it could be, how big could it really be?

Chaoyang vowed not to admit defeat.

Then...

Looking at the surrounding flowers, plants, and rocks, Chaoyang touched her numb legs. She had been walking for a long, long time.

Who designed this house? Why did they add so many rocks, so many lakes, and so many flowers, plants, and bamboo forests... Why were her and her young lady's rooms so far apart?

Chaoyang exhaled, her legs were about to break.

Qingyue supported her and gently put a smile on her face. "Princess, if you are tired, just get on the sedan. Let's go in the sedan."

Chaoyang: "..." Chaoyang looked at her intensely. Although Qingyue had a smile on her face, she still felt that she was being laughed at.

"No, I feel like I'll be there soon. Since I decided to walk, I have to walk there." Chaoyang clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

Qingyue smiled and shook her head. How could the Princess be so ignorantly...stubborn?

"Since the Princess wants to take a few more steps, let's go. If you are tired, just tell me, your servant."

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