Where I Will Stay?

When Long Jia entered the Third Prince's palace, she was greeted with panicked servants. Housekeeper Fu rushed towards her. He was drenched in sweat. He ran away as soon as he saw her. Long Jia shrugged and continued walking leisurely to her room.

Wait a minute. Where was her room? After the marriage night, she went to the palace and then to the market. Long Jia never had the opportunity to know where her courtyard was. Thus, she changed the course of her direction to Wangye's study.

Long Jia entered the study and greeted her husband. she did not even have a chance to speak when Wu Bingwen said: "Where were you?"

"The main market." Long Jia answered as crisply as possible. She did not want to have any associations with her so-called husband. For some reason, she did not like his interrogatory tone. He did not have any right to restrict her mobility. After all, the one who loved him is already dead.

Wu Bingwen did not like her attitude. He knew what Zhou Mingxia was thinking. So..he decided to torment her.

"Why are you here?"

"I don't know where my room is...Can you assign someone to tell me where I will stay?"

Wu Bingwen called a servant and whispered something in his ear. He waved his hand and dismissed her. After Long Jia went out, he smirked. He couldn't wait to see her reaction to his surprise.