Qiling, Donglai post house.
Qinger returned to the hall and sat at the table gloomily.
"Asked for a snub again?"
The third captain, Zhao Wuji, turned his head and asked Qinger in a low voice, with contemptuous eyes darting across the fierce guard at the door.
Qinger looked unhappy, answering harshly,
"Definitely! It doesn't make sense. We got in the post house but can't go out easily, and we have to listen to the prefect. I just miss our Lady. I can't even go and keep her company!"
Xiao Xiaoshen took the teacup and sipped. He smiled at Qinger with his eyebrows slanting,
"Do you think she needs your company? Just stay in the post house. Don't always sway like a candle between her and the Master."
"Pooh!" Qinger shook her head and scolded, "You are a candle. Your whole family members
