In the bamboo house, Su Jin was sitting there drinking tea.
Suddenly, a scream rang out, startling her so much that her hand trembled, spilling two drops of tea.
Xingxing came in, covering her ears, with a dazzling smile on her face.
"What happened, why such a miserable scream?" Su Jin asked.
"The Heir of Marquis Beining helped Prince NanAn pull the cactus thorns, but only pulled out half," Xingxing laughed until her stomach hurt.
"..."
"The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion helped and broke a few more," Xingxing said sympathetically.
"..."
"Prince NanAn is going crazy."
Su Jin held her forehead.
Calling them close friends, they truly live up to the term, getting one into trouble after another, the four of them together make for neverending excitement.
No wonder Xie Jingchen said they've never done anything proper.
Whenever they undertake something serious, it becomes improper; a sesame-sized issue turns into a watermelon-sized one.
