An Eight-year-old Princess novel Chapter 388

Qian Yin was surprised. She picked up the tea from the desk took in by He Yun just now, poured some water for the inkstone and ink stick. Yun Shang stared at the ink stone for a while before questioning, "you are still not good at preparing the ink. Look at the ink stone, there is also a small piece. What should I do about it?"

Qian Yin pouted. "Then why did your highness ask me to prepare the ink?"

Yun Shang chuckled at Qian Yin's words. She raised her hand and grabbed a writing brush on the brush rack, and filled it with some ink. Then she wrote some words on the paper, indicating Qian Yin to have a look. When Qian Yin turned her head to have a look, she frowned, and her face gradually became more and more serious. She pondered for a while before she slightly nodded her head.

Yun Shang pondered for a moment, folded the paper, and put it into her chest. She changed another paper and wrote another sentence. Then she shouted out aloud, "what are you doing here? The ink you prepared is so bad that my words cannot be read at all. Forget it. I won't write it anymore." She took the paper and tore it into small pieces. With a sigh, she threw the pieces out of the window. She made a gesture to Qian Yin, and Qian Yin hurriedly responded and left the room.

Yun Shang walked to the soft couch and lay down. After lying down for a while, she called out to the door, "He Yun."

He Yun walked in the room hastily and stopped three meters away from Yun Shang. Yun Shang frowned and said, "the incense in the room is about to be finished. Qian Yin has left for some business and won't come back today. I'll take a nap for a while. You go to the housekeeper and get some incense for me."

Crouching, He Yun left the room in a hurry after saying yes. A grin emerged at the corner of Yun Shang's mouth. She lied on the bench, and closed her eyes to pretend to have a rest. After a while, footsteps were heard. It was the entrance of the He Yun. Hearing the voice of He Yun, Yun Shang heard, "Your Highness, I have fetched the incense for you."

Yun Shang kept silent for a while. Then she heard a rustling sound soughing near the room. After a while, the faint smell of plum blossom in the room became thicker, and then it became quiet again. After a while, Yun Shang heard someone walk out of the room, and it was like the sound of He Yun.

The fragrance of plum blossoms was a bit strong. Yun Shang felt sleepy at the slight fragrance. She fell asleep slowly.

In less than half an hour, a sound of fighting came from outside the window. Yun Shang's finger moved a little, and the sound faded away in a moment. Then Qian Yin ordered, "take her in."

"Your Highness, we have caught the culprit." Qian Yin said in a low voice with a bit anger in it, "just now, I left the house in accordance with your highness' order and sneaked back with the servants' clothing. I guarded on the roof. Not long after, I saw her sneaking out, picking up the thin pieces of paper thrown out of the window by your highness just now. She was still trying to pieced them together. She wanted to make the paper up and see what was written on it, so I caught her. She is really a kung fu master. "