Xiǎo Yú was walking Milo around the dig site and stopped in front of the junior archaeologist who were all dusting off two vases that seemed to be chipped in several places. She wanted to walk by and not say anything but it was cleared that they were being too rough with it. "Ey! Be careful there those are delicate and you're breaking it." She stepped forward and put her hands on her hips, still aware that Milo was there with her. The people that Yì Lóng hired were damn amateurs. Xiǎo Yú was about to yell at them more when she was shoved aside.<br/><br/><br/>"Bùyào gàosù wǒ de shàngbān zú rúhé zuò hǎo zìjǐ de gōngzuò shí, nǐ shì bùshì shòuquán jǐ zìjǐ zuò. (Don't tell my workers how to do their job when you aren't authorize to do it yourself.)" Mei told her spitefully.<br/><br/><br/>"Kàn lái nǐ bù zhīdào rúhé kěyǐ tíjiāo wénjiàn de gōngzuò, zhè jiùshì wèishéme wǒmen yǒu xiāng bèi dào. (Looks like you don't know how to file paper work either and that's why we had the box stolen.)" Xiǎo Yú retorted. "Go open your office so he can do his damn his damn job. "Maybe if you acted like an assistant instead of a biǎo zi (bitch) maybe precious artifact can be preserved, hmm?"<br/><br/><br/>Mei got right into Xiǎo Yú's face but she didn't back down either. It was clear that whatever tension that was between the two women ran deeper than just inaccuracies and inabilities to perform their duties on the dig site. Xiǎo Yú tilted her neck to the side and waited. She folded her arms. "Do you want me to report that you are impeding an investigation?"<br/><br/><br/>Mei sighed and walked passed Xiǎo Yú and toward Milo. "What do you need, darling?"<br/><br/><br/>Xiǎo Yú turned around and scoffed, "This century, preferably right now please. Tā bùshì Yì Lóng."<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Taizi looked Lin An Bo up and down.; it seemed that Wúqíng made him some diǎnxīn. He never knew that Wúqíng even cooked. She was a deputy of Shen Hou Fu and as far as the Crowned prince was concerned she had too many cases to submit herself to do common folk work as cook but now that he knew she could cook, it made him smiled. It would be awesome if he revived a box of diǎnxīn from her. Yet, this country bumpkin of a teacher and scholar had her attention. Míng Yī Láng was the crowned prince of the empire and he had some of the best food in the world and yet he had never tasted Wúqíng's cooking. He felt his blood boil. Why was the bumpkin so lucky? He couldn't show his emotion around them. he cleared his throat and watch how Wúqíng pulled herself away and turned back towards him.<br/><br/><br/>"Duìbùqǐ, Lín An Bó. Wǒ qǐyè cānjiā zài Shen Hou Fu. Wǒ huì shāo hòu zài fǎngwèn nǐ. Zài jiàn dào nǐ. (I'm sorry, Lin An Bo. I have business to attend to at Shen Hou Fu. I will visit you again later. See you again.)" She turned to Ling'er, "Come on, let's go."<br/><br/><br/>Ling'er waved to the kids who called after them. "Hào a." She kept quiet because everything in her wanted to say something to Wúqíng jiejie but she didn't want her mad or taizi looking at her.<br/><br/><br/>"Wúqíng, what do you see in him?" Taizi asked her bluntly.<br/><br/><br/>"I'm sorry, taizi, I don't know what you are talking about. I smashed a man into his classroom and scared the kids. I just wanted to return the favor. He is very intelligent and if he ever passed the royal exam, he would be a great asset to you, Your Highness."<br/><br/><br/>"Your Highness?" He raised an eyebrow at her. "When did w become so formal Wúqíng?"<br/><br/>-------------------------------<br/><br/>Xiǎo Yú was waiting outside of Mei's office for Milo and found herself a little anxious that he was taking so long inside. she had no right to be so anxious but she was and had no idea why. When he came back out she said. "You know I think I will take you up on the offer for dinner as long as we talk business too."