"Princess Consort, where do you want to go?!"
A powerful voice with great anger sounded from below.
Ming Shu sat on the wall, lifting her dress, and gobbled half a steamed bun.
The sunset's glow was shining in the remote sky, reflecting on the girl's pretty face. Her eyes were dyed with a layer of orange light, glittering and fetching.
The speaker was none other than the mansion's owner—Lord Yi'an.
Who was also the fool prince's father.
Her father-in-law.
Ming Shu took the steamed bun out of her mouth and responded, "The view is nice up here, so I came up and enjoyed the view."
"Get down!" Lord Yi'an revealed a black face. "You're the imposing princess consort, how can you climb on the wall! Look at you!"
Ming Shu took a look at the servant girl standing beside Lord Yi'an. It must be this girl who had reported her.
She met this servant girl just now when she came over here.
