152 I feel wronged for her

At a low open-air table in the corner of the street, a man and a woman were sitting upright. The man stared at the bowl of noodles in front of him, his face was strange and his eyes were flashing, as if he was hesitating.

On the other hand, the woman opposite him had already eaten a bowl of noodles for half, and she made a rustling sound when she was eating noodles. She looked like a ladylike temperament, and she looked like a gangster.

Feng Chenye's forehead was slightly twitching and his stomach was a little hungry, but he was not sure if he was really going to stutter and eat the bowl of dirty things in front of him.

The black and black green onion was sprinkled with half a bowl of green onions. I didn't know what greasy things were floating on my head, so I felt cautious and made people lose their appetite.

But the woman opposite ate with relish.

I had a meal with her on weekdays, and the table was full of delicacies and fish and meat. But I had never seen her eat so crazy. But now it was just a bowl of small sauce noodles, and I was so happy and satisfied.

Is she ridiculing the limited level of the chef in his house, or is she staring at him when he was eating in the courtyard at noon and not full? Is this thing that delicious?

"Master, why don't you eat it?" When Jiuyin was halfway through, she finally noticed that the man opposite had not even moved the chopsticks. She opened her eyes and was surprised: "What's wrong? Is it not the thing to your taste? Why don't you change something else?"

Feng Chenye pursed his thin lips tightly, but just glanced at her indifferently, without saying a word.

This place is dirty from the inside to the outside. The people who come here to eat are poor people wearing tattered clothes. A bowl of noodles is just one copper plate. It is simply the kind of money that no one wants to pick up when thrown on the ground.

Who is he? Prince Yi, who is arrogant and has eaten such garbage since he was born?

Seeing his eyebrows frowning and disdain hidden in his eyes, Jiuyin immediately reacted: "You are not really not used to this kind of environment, are you?"

Didn’t he say he would accompany her to experience the lives of the poor? What’s more, the sauce noodles like this taste great, and it’s good that the people can afford it.

"Are you so wronged?"

Seeing a trace of contempt flashing in her eyes, Feng Chenye's eyes lit up, but it was the kind of brightness hidden with the fire, which was extremely bromine and black: "Is this thing eaten by humans?"

Just as he finished speaking, dozens of gazes suddenly shot over, and there was a little anger and resentment in each of them.

Dozens of people here are eating sauce noodles. Although this man is wearing a rich dress, he looks outstanding in temperament. He can tell at a glance that he is a person with a noble status. But no matter how noble it is, even the Emperor cannot slander them, right?

Does he understand the principle that the king is inferior to the people and values ​​it?

Seeing that everyone's resentful eyes were all focused on Feng Chenye, Jiuyin reached under the table and gently pulled the corner of his clothes in secret, indicating that he should not be too arrogant.

But Feng Chenye was completely ignorant and his cold eyes swept around. For a moment, all the resentful eyes were withdrawn.

Everyone was as quiet as a cicada, and they didn't even dare to make the sound of eating noodles too loud. Although they were indeed disdainful of such playboys, their cold eyes were not something they could bear.

Everyone understands this principle that the people do not fight with officials, and the poor do not make grudges with rich people.

Seeing that they finally withdrew their resentful gazes, Feng Chenye snorted coldly, and a hint of arrogant expression flashed in his eyes.

But when his eyes fell on the woman opposite, he saw the flash of disappointment in her eyes. He frowned and felt a little unhappy: "What kind of eyes are this? I..."

The speech paused and said, "Are you dissatisfied with anything? Just say something!"

Jiuyin looked at him, thought for a while, then plucked up the courage and said, "Didn't you say you want to experience the lives of the people? But you are always like this, and you are arrogant and unwilling to let go of your figure. What can you experience?"

Seeing that he pursed his thin lips and there was a hint of displeasure and dissatisfaction in his eyes, Jiuyin said helplessly: "Forget it, if you are unhappy, wait until I finish eating, I will accompany you to a tavern on the other street for another meal. If you wait a little bit, it will be fine soon."

He was born a noble prince, and it was impossible for him to integrate into it all at once and eat street stalls with her.

But for some reason, Jiuyin suddenly thought that if Zhan Qingcheng was sitting opposite him, he would definitely not be like Feng Chenye. Even if he was a little resistant, he would force himself to accept it.

Qingcheng and Feng Chenye have completely different temperaments. Qingcheng is restrained and forbearable, but Feng Chenye is completely unwilling to be wronged at all. He is ostentatious and arrogant.

The disappointment and helplessness in her eyes slightly hurt his eyes in Feng Chenye's eyes.

I don't know what she was thinking, but it's obvious that she was disappointing her.

Although he didn't think he was wrong, he had finally gotten along very well with her these days, and he really liked such days. Such peace, he didn't want to be torn by himself.

In desperation, he picked up the chopsticks and plucked the noodles in the bowl that he called "not human beings". He hesitated for a while before he picked up a bite and delivered it to two thin lips.

Jiuyin looked at him with a hint of surprise and a hint of anxiety: "If you are unhappy, don't eat it. I'll accompany you to another place."

She put down the chopsticks and looked at him.

Although I really hope that he could taste this fresh thing with him, when I thought that he was Prince Yi, and that all the food he usually eats is carefully selected delicacies, and even if he had to try the poison every time he ate, he began to feel a little pity.

These two days, he and himself came out, no matter what they ate, no matter whether anyone would poison him.

Jiuyin knew that he just didn't want to ruin his mood and wanted to make the atmosphere relaxed.

Although I was full of resentment just now, I was indeed disappointed with him, but seeing that he was like this, I suddenly felt wronged him again.

Seeing him biting the pasta in his mouth, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, she said anxiously: "Master, don't eat it anymore, let's go."

As he said that, he took out a ingot of silver from his pocket and put it on the table. He stood up and looked at him with his eyes down: "Master, let's go, let's go now, okay?"

Feng Chenye swallowed the noodles in his mouth into his stomach, raised his eyes and looked at her, and said calmly: "Don't you want me to taste some snacks with you? What are you doing if you are so anxious to leave?"

"But……"

Jiuyin is really a person who is soft but not hard. If he is angry with her, even if she is obedient on the surface, she will definitely resist in her heart, and will even wear a hypocritical mask to face him.

But his likeness made her feel distressed.

"Let's go, I won't force you to do unhappy things in the future." Thinking about it, I am really powerful, and I can actually make him feel sorry for Prince Yi willingly.

"Sit down, I didn't say this thing is not delicious." Feng Chenye couldn't help but leave with her, but instead pulled it out again and picked up the pasta in the bowl.

Jiuyin was stunned, a little surprised: "Master..."

"Heavy."

"What?" She couldn't react a little. What does it mean to be heavier?

"That word." Feng Chenye looked up at her again and snorted coldly: "I think it's more important."

Jiuyin sat back to her position silently and stared at him.

But Feng Chenye had already lowered his head and used the meal gracefully, looking calm.

But Jiuyin could see that he was a little uneasy.

The word is heavier, and the pronunciation of "女" is heavier... She suddenly opened her eyes and stared at his slightly uneasy face, almost unable to help but burst into laughter.

This guy wants to make peace with her again! If you want to make peace, you can make it clearer. Why do you always like to put a stinky look on her?

She picked up the chopsticks and glanced at him, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and she called out softly: "Ye."

"Yeah." He just responded slightly, and without even raising his head, he picked up another chopstick of pasta and delivered it to his mouth.

Although the thing looked a bit disgusting and looked hard to swallow, the taste was much better than he thought. After tasting two bites, he began to let go, as thick as Jiuyin, and Lu also started to eat it elegantly.

This time, I changed Jiuyin and couldn't eat it anymore. It was not that the things were unpalatable, or that his appearance was too ugly. On the contrary, she suddenly discovered that even though the man was chewing big mouthfuls, even if he became thicker and thicker, Lu, but his posture was still so charming that he easily messed up her soul.

It’s so beautiful and delicious, it turns out that’s what it means.

The longer I get along with him, the closer I get, and more and more I find that he actually has many advantages.

For example, sometimes he is really pure and real, and even she feels inferior to herself. It is really hard for her to imagine that Prince Yi, who has cruel and cold-hearted skills, has such a pure side.

For example, he is not always arrogant. In order to cooperate with himself, sometimes he would rather suffer a little grievance. This was something she had never dared to think about in the past.

Prince Yi was wronged by himself for her. Who would believe him when he said it? She was just a little female slave.

I felt so sad. Thinking of Qingcheng's plan, thinking that he would eventually find out about his deception to him in the future... I wonder if he will feel sad at that time, and will he be unwilling to believe others again?

Do they have to go that far?

But she suddenly woke up again. Since she decided to be with Qingcheng and go back to Xichu with him, how could she be moved by others? Especially Feng Chenye!

What exactly is she thinking? Why is her heart always in a mess these days?

During the meditation, Feng Chenye had swallowed a whole bowl of sauce noodles into his stomach.

He put the empty bowl aside, looked up at the busy waiter, and said aloud: "Another bowl."

Not only the waiter was startled, but even the other people who were eating noodles were shocked by his words and their eyes widened.

Not long ago, I don’t know which guy said that the sauce noodles here are not something for people to eat, but he actually wants to come again after eating them.

The waiter was a little surprised, but seeing him like this, he instantly changed into a happy expression and made him a bowl with a smile:

"Although the noodles here are not very good, the ingredients are all real. I will know after I taste them."
Chapter completed!