Huan Baiyu is good at writing cursive scripts, with continuous strokes and dragons and snakes surrounding him. He is not similar to him, a cold and indifferent person.

However, there are not many people who know that Huan Baiyu is good at writing cursive scripts. In front of him, the Imperial College Priest is one.

After all, Pang Jijiu's father once taught Huan Baiyu. Pang Jijiu's family's origins were learned, and he knew that the prince, who was a royal relative since he was born, looked at people introverted and indifferent, but his writings were much more wild than others.

Even if the cursive script of this Prince Feng is placed in the literary world, it is a very relaxing and elegant atmosphere.

Pang Jijiu thought that Qiu Jie was about to come, and with his future son-in-law's talent, the second-class should be fine, and even if he was not good, he was still a third-class. Although the family said that they would wait until the results were released before talking about marriage, in fact, they were already secretly preparing for the dowry for their daughter at home.

It was a coincidence today. He happened to see Prince Feng and his deputy general outside, so he quickly invited the person to the tea room and mentioned the fact that he had said before, asking for a cursive calligraphy of Prince Feng.

However, at this moment, he asked Prince Feng for Mo Bao, but found that Prince Feng, who had never had any expression and looked indifferent, had a look of obviously ugly face.

Pang Jijiu was a little confused and quickly reflected on whether he had said something wrong.

Su Yichen was also a little confused, but he calmly changed a cup, filled his highness with water, and slightly raised his voice: "Your Highness, have a little tea."

Huan Baiyu's face was still not very good-looking, but when he came to his senses, he felt a little confused again.

He didn't understand, but Ruan Mingzi made a friend, why he felt so uncomfortable.

Huan Baiyu lowered his eyes and stroked the wall of the teacup with his fingers slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Pang Jijiu was frightened: "If your highness is inconvenient..."

Huan Baiyu then raised his eyes and said, "It's okay. In a few days, I will send someone to the mansion."

Pang Jijiu wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Silence has returned to the private room.

Pang Jijiu couldn't ask people for Mo Bao and left, so he could only sit here with his teeth and drink tea with His Royal Highness the Prince.

He said he was drinking tea, but Huan Baiyu looked cold and lowered his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. He rubbed the tea cup on his hand until the tea inside turned cold. He didn't take a sip.

At this moment, a scream came from outside.

Accompanied by an anxious sentence, "Mingzi, are you okay?"

Su Yichen heard it, this was Qi Ning's voice.

So, Miss Ruan is nearby?

Something happened?

Huan Baiyu naturally heard it, and his expression changed immediately.

Only Pang Jijiu was at a loss. Why did he see that His Highness the Prince and Lord Su were not right?

Huan Baiyu clenched the teacup slightly, paused, and then he spoke: "Yichen, go and have a look."

Although he didn't say anything, Su Yichen understood it, stood up silently, hugged his fists, and quickly left the tea room.

...

Feng Jinge led Ruan Mingzi and Qi Ning through the long corridor in front of the elegant room of the teahouse and arrived at a elegant room.

After the guy served the tea, Feng Jinge waved his hand and asked the guy to leave.

He looked at Ruan Mingzi, gave Ruan Mingzi a cup of tea, and smiled and said, "I don't know the girl's surname?"

"Submitted to Ruan." Ruan Mingzi answered gracefully, and she looked at Feng Jinge with a smile.

"It turns out it's Miss Ruan, please have tea."

Feng Jinge did not favor one or the other. After he gave Ruan Mingzi a tea, he gave Qi Ning a cup of tea: "This girl, your surname?"

Qi Ning was cold to Feng Jinge.

In fact, it is not about Feng Jinge, but his own experience and he has a sense of resistance to such a man with peach eyes.

"Subject Fu." Although Qi Ning's attitude was a little cold, she was not rude.

Now they treat them with courtesy and have not done anything bad. Qi Ning understands this truth.

Feng Jinge nodded and smiled, "Miss Fu, please have tea."

After tribute this, Feng Jinge got to the point and smiled with Ruan Mingzi: "I just saw Miss Ruan's eyes clear and observing them all the time. I think there should be many discoveries."

Ruan Mingzi nodded. In this hidden tea room, he was not afraid of being heard by others: "I look at Master Feng's words and deeds, and I am like a gentleman. If Master Feng can guarantee that what I say can be spoken and you can hear you. Except for the three of us, no one else knows that it is what I say. I am willing to say what I see and give Lord Feng a reference direction - after all, this is just my personal impression, and there is no evidence. It can only be regarded as giving Lord Feng a reference. Please follow your heart if Mr. Feng adopts it."

Feng Jinge's smile became deeper and deeper. His peach blossom eyes bent slightly, as if they were filled with a bend of blue water: "Miss Ruan is so cautious, but she trusts her so much. Today's tea room words are just that I have made friends with the two girls and chat casually, and no fourth person will know about it."

Ruan Mingzi got Feng Jinge's promise and then said leisurely: "I don't know what Lord Feng thinks of that Miss Liu?"

Feng Jinge's eyes flashed, "Are you talking about the one who fell on Miss Li and caused Miss Li to push Miss Lan, Miss Liu?"

Ruan Mingzi nodded and said softly: "At that time, Miss Liu shouted at me who pushed me, but no one saw who pushed her - Lord Feng just checked it, did he not find out who pushed Miss Liu?"

Feng Jinge nodded with a deep impression: "You are right, it's true."

Ruan Mingzi said again: "That's it. This is one of the doubts. Another point is that when the eighth prince and General Lan said that Miss Lan is nothing serious, I saw the expressions of the ladies. Whether the other ladies had a rift with Miss Lan, they almost breathed a sigh of relief. In between, Miss Lan's nervous expression was even more obvious."

After hearing what Ruan Mingzi said, Feng Jinge's smile became deeper and deeper.

He got up, walked around the side of the table, and bowed to Ruan Mingzi.

Ruan Mingzi was startled and hurriedly got up: "What are you doing?"

Feng Jinge said cautiously: "This is my thanks to Miss Ruan for the innocent suffering Miss Lan. I had many doubts about Miss Liu before. When Miss Ruan said this, it only deepened my suspicion of Miss Liu. The next work will be carried out around Miss Liu."

Ruan Mingzi pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "It's nothing."

Qi Ning looked at Feng Jinge thoughtfully, as if she had finally improved her view of Feng Jinge.

Just then, a guy came in to add tea, but he was in a hurry and sprinkled Ruan Mingzi all over!
Chapter completed!