C15 He actually thought of himself as a master

The weather was rare and good today, so he didn't allow anyone to follow him. He leisurely walked around the courtyard until he arrived at the backyard, and after walking for half a month, he saw Bai Qianfan's Moon Reaching Pavilion. The door was cold and clear, and there wasn't even a door open.

Two maidservants were sitting in the long corridor, eating melon seeds while chatting. From time to time, they would wave the handkerchief in their hands and cover their mouths as they laughed. They didn't look like maidservants at all.

Morong Gan looked and shook his head. How did Bai Qianfan usually control her underlings?

He did not make a sound. He quietly moved behind the pillar and walked along the path. Just a few steps later, sounds of shuffling could be heard coming from the room to his left.

Morong Gan dipped his finger in saliva, and gently poked a small hole in the soft paper window. Inside, there were indeed two senior servants and two servant girls, and there was a melon seeds tea on the stool beside them. A crude looking girl brought a pot of water in, and laughed, "Whoever wins will remember to give me the money for the tea."

A green clothed servant girl smiled, "Mama Qi has won, each family has to eat three families."

Mama Qi smiled like an old chrysanthemum, "Oh no, I will only take back what I lost yesterday. But today, my luck is not bad. Come, I'll give it to you first." After saying that, the two copper coins were tossed to the little girl.

The little girl quickly caught it and bowed to thank him, "Thank you Mama Qi, this Mama Qi is polite."

It was Morong Gan's first time seeing such a mama, who was growing up, treat him as a master. However, from her words, he got a piece of information that these people often beat him up together.

The servants ate the melon seeds while chatting, drinking tea and hanging their horses. What about the masters? You don't need someone to attend to you?

Morong Gan was suddenly curious, what was Bai Qianfan doing now? She circled around carefully, but no matter if it was a room, an ear, a room, or a Horn Chamber, Bai Qianfan was nowhere to be seen.

He backed out of the way and stood by the side of the road, deep in thought.

Ever since Hao Pingguan entered the Moon Reaching Pavilion, his heart had always been on tenterhooks. He at least knew a little about the situation inside the Moon Reaching Pavilion, but the Duke didn't care, so he didn't bother to think about it. Now that he saw the prince standing there with a stern expression on his face, he immediately walked over.

"Your Highness, do you have any orders?"

"Didn't I tell you to watch Bai Qianfan? "Where is she?"

"This ?" His head felt like it was about to explode. Not to mention the Little Princess, he couldn't even find the servant that followed them.

"Princess has probably gone for a stroll. I'll send someone to look for his."

"No need." Morong Gan waved his hand, "Don't follow me either, I'll just take a walk and then go back."

"Yes, Your Highness." Hao Pingguan bowed and left.

Morong Gan strolled towards the lakeside. The Bright Lake scenery was pretty good, there were lotus flowers in the lakeside, and new green leaves growing out of them. They were uneven and intertwined, looking kind of swaying under the sunlight.

He walked along the nine winding corridors to the pavilion, and when he stood there and looked, he could see that the sky was high and wide, which reflected on the surface of the lake, making him feel relaxed and happy. He squinted his eyes, thinking that there was someone squatting under the tree on the other side of the lake.

He returned to the shore and slowly approached the man squatting under the tree.

The man was very focused. He looked at the ground for a while, then looked up at the sky, then looked down at the ground, then looked up at the sky.

Morong Gan started to get confused by her actions. He quietly walked behind her and peeked her head out. He also raised his head and looked at the sky. It was blue and white, nothing out of the ordinary.

He finally couldn't help but ask, "Why are you always looking at the sky like that?"

"Well, it's going to rain."