Bab 877: Requesting an Illness Curse

Oh? Only a small misunderstanding? Yet that escalated to the need for an attack?

Li Xiu'e cleverly didn't comment further. Her eyes merely flickered slightly when she looked at Third Miss Xu's tragic state.

Once again, Xu Mingxin curtsied toward Qiao Mu. "Crown Prince Consort, please pardon this humble girl for taking her leave first."

Qiao Mu nodded, also disinclined to squabble with that Xu Mingzhu any further.

Thus, Xu Mingxin called forth several servants to help Xu Mingzhu up, bringing her into the carriage before promptly returning to their estate.

She was also very troubled on the inside. Xu Mingzhu had been fine and dandy when she left, yet she was now being carried back to the estate. She didn't know if the madam would let her, this lowly concubine's daughter, off. Sigh…

"Sister, who was that? Do you know her?" Qiao Lin pursed her small lips in the direction that Xu Mingzhu had left.