***, feeling stifled without strength. Suddenly, she somewhat understood what Yue La meant. Having power and influence was indeed good, at least it prevented others from arbitrarily asserting themselves in front of you.
"Mistress, it seems that the craftsman has arrived in the capital today. Does the Mistress not want to go out and meet him?" Jing Xin asked.
"He's here?" Qu Tan'er's eyes lit up.
"Yes."
"When did he arrive?"
"Just today."
"Then let's go." Qu Tan'er, who had been anticipating this for so long, couldn't sit still. Without waiting for Jing Xin to respond, she pulled her towards the mansion's entrance.
"But Mistress, you just mentioned the injuries, and you wanted to check..."
"That was a moment ago, and this is now." With news at hand, Qu Tan'er no longer cared about her injury.
However...
Just as they reached the mansion's main gate, before their steps could fully cross, the guards intercepted them respectfully, saying, "Please halt, Your highness."
"Why?" Qu Tan'er squinted her eyes, scanning the two guards blocking their way with a sly look. Seeing the guards a bit uneasy, she took a deep breath, gradually calming her expression.
They were just doing their jobs, and they also had difficulties.
Qu Tan'er asked in confusion, "What's going on? Can't I leave the mansion?"
"Yes, His Highness ordered that the Princess cannot take a single step outside the mansion unless he commands otherwise," the guard replied respectfully.
"Not a single step outside the mansion? What's going on? If I remember correctly, I just returned from outside," Qu Tan'er said, puzzled.
"We dare not. His Highness said that unless he gives the order, if anyone lets the Princess out privately, that person will have to pack up and return to their hometown," the guard explained.
Qu Tan'er fell silent.
As expected, Mo Liancheng was ruthless.
"His Highness also said that if we upset the Princess, he will deduct half a month's silver from our pay," the guard added.
Qu Tan'er's mouth twitched, and her eyelids twitched even more severely.
Mo Liancheng, that sinister man, was truly ruthless.
"Mistress, should we go back?" Jing Xin tentatively pulled the corner of Qu Tan'er's clothes.
"No." Qu Tan'er tilted her head slightly, looking at Jing Xin.
"But standing here isn't a solution."
"Do you have a better idea?"
"No."
"Then shut up. I'll figure it out myself." Qu Tan'er gestured for her to wait and then turned her gaze towards the two guards at the entrance. "Aren't you afraid that I'll complain to His Highness about your actions?"
"We deserve death. If the Princess insists on leaving the mansion, we'll let you pass," The guards suddenly changed their attitude, no longer insisting on blocking their way.
"Well, that's more like it." Qu Tan'er unexpectedly felt a sense of relief. However, the guard's next words wiped the smile off her face.
"But, we ask the Princess to wait here for a moment. Let us go and ask the steward to send other guards to replace us."
Qu Tan'er stared at them in disbelief. "...." The crow flew over calling her an idiot!
"Jing Xin, let's go back to the courtyard." Qu Tan'er's expression darkened, and she turned around, heading back to the Snow Pavilion without looking back.
"Mistress, are you really not going out?" Jing Xin was a bit puzzled.
"Let's find another way." Qu Tan'er left those words and walked away more urgently.
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