When passing the courtyards of other beauties, Jiu'er heard the beauties who were still awake in the middle of the night chatting quietly, talking about how to attract the prince's attention. They also exchanged information about the prince's hobbies, including what he liked to eat and what he liked to wear.
What color do you like?
Jiu'er wanted to roll her eyes when she heard that. That old man was not very smart (Jiu'er came to this conclusion from when he played chess)... These women who looked like Hua'er actually took the initiative to seduce.
Alas, women, I really don’t know what to say about them.
Ignoring those women, Jiu'er drifted straight to "Youzhai". She didn't know where the prince would stay at night, but at least she had a pretty good idea of the villa, unless the prince would sleep in some beauty's house tonight.
, otherwise, you can only sleep in the quiet room.
The masked man seems to be the prince's personal bodyguard, and he will probably be not far from the prince.
Jiu'er wanted to understand and went directly to Youzhai. When she saw the two guards standing like wooden stakes under the lantern, she laughed silently. She guessed it right.
He floated to the door, stood between the two guards, and made a face at them. Seeing that they didn't react at all, Jiu'er smiled proudly. He wanted to tease them more substantively, but after thinking about it, he gave up. Now
, she has more important things to do.
Looking at the closed door, Jiuer pouted and reluctantly changed the direction.
Although she calls herself a ghost girl, she can indeed be called a ghost in this state. However, she does not have the magic power of that ghost, let alone the magic of walking through walls. To enter, she still has to go through the door and there must be enough space.
OK.
However, Jiu'er quickly cheered up again. It didn't matter if there was no door. There were windows, right?
The windows in this world are not glass, and there is no sound insulation effect. It is extremely easy for her to hear and see what she wants.
I drifted to the window on the left and immediately heard the sound inside.
The prince was laughing. Jiu'er gently put his fingers into his mouth, covered with spit, slowly leaned against the paper on the window, slowly soaked the paper, and then lightly tore it, and the paper immediately tore a small finger.
Tiny holes, and all this without making any sound.
"That damn woman, she actually gave this kind of thing to the 'Prince'."