Young Master Su silently turned his head to look at the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince's little face was turning purple with anger.
The palace maid and the eunuch's shoulders almost dislocated from shaking, then they were scolded by the Ninth Prince, "Hurry and clean the floor!"
The palace maid quickly went to get a copper basin and water.
Young Master Su stared at the peacock for two days, yet didn't see it spread its feathers.
On this day, the sky cleared up.
The sky was as clear as washed, with white clouds scattered around.
The weather made everyone feel like floating.
Of course, the only one who actually wanted to float away was Young Master Su.
The Dongxiang Marquis Mansion was frantic looking for him.
Especially in the western part of the city, where beggars were concentrated, unable to withstand the ravages of the heavy rain, many houses had collapsed.
After the sky cleared, Mrs. Tang couldn't sit still and took people to the west of the city to find Su Yang.
