And the courtyard, swept up with dead leaves, danced wildly in the air, seemed exceedingly agitated.
Just like the mood of a certain lady just now...
Shi Xue was startled and immediately jumped down to stand in front of Qu Tan'er, "Princess Consort! Be careful."
Qu Tan'er had already been alarmed there, "What's happening?"
The wind, suddenly calm again, disappeared. The dead leaves in the air also fell one after another. After a long vigilance and the surrounding calm, the two finally relaxed.
"That scared me to death." Qu Tan'er patted her chest, "Shi Xue, what do you think that was?
"I am not sure; it must have been a natural phenomenon." Shi Xue frowned. Having been in the Eighth Prince Manor so long, she had never encountered such a situation, but such natural phenomena are not something ordinary people can understand.
At this moment, Jing Xin also came out of the house. Upon seeing the mess in the courtyard, she asked in shock, "Master, what happened?"
