If it appears together, Liao Feng may not be able to avoid it and pour out the matter out in one go.

If he came one by one, he would have to work hard to lie between the two.

But what about the final result!?

The truth is still revealed!

By then, Liao Feng would be very embarrassed!

Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao looked at each other, with a wicked smile on their faces—

"He is unkind, I am unrighteous, it is natural!"

"He is not kind, why should we be loyal?!

“…”

The two hit it off!

At this moment, Ling Luoyu's old rules of invisibility followed Ding Temple and leisurely headed to Sanchun Lake.

I have to say that Yan Jiangshan really loves his daughter.

The boudoir garden built for Yan Ziyue, at first glance, there was no end to the flower garden and rockery.

But between the green shade, I vaguely saw a small blue building.

When I got closer, I saw that it was covered with green vines.

"Empress, why are you here?" A maid holding tea quickly came up with a strange look.

"Where is Miss Ziyue?" Dingmiao looked at the teacup in her hand calmly.

Two tea cups!

It means that Yan Ziyue has guests!

The maid turned her head and looked at Xiaolou, frowned in embarrassment: "Miss... Miss is resting. Is there something wrong with the messenger? If there is something wrong, I will inform you!"

"Since the lady is resting, I won't disturb you..." Dingmiao pointed to the flower stand in the distance: "Give me a cup of tea, I'll sit there and wait for the lady!"

"good!"

The maid breathed a sigh of relief, responded repeatedly, and turned to make tea.

"Guess, why is this little girl lying?" Ling Luoyu laughed in his ears.

Ding Temple's heart trembled: "How do I know?"

"Then I guess..."

“…Is this necessary?”

"I'm bored, guess..."

“…”

"I guess she must be thinking... Oh, why is the messenger coming? Could it be to look at our eldest lady? If this is the case, he would not be able to see other people in the lady's boudoir! Especially a man..."

"Miss Ling, you... are you thinking a little too much?"

"Don't tell me, that's not what you think..."

“…”

"So, if you want to drink tea and wait for someone here, the young lady will obviously breathe a sigh of relief!"

"Miss Ling, you won't have to wait for me here too, right?" Dingmiao changed the topic.

If he continues to follow her words, he will have to find a crack in the ground to express his innocence.

"I... Of course I have to go in and join in the fun!"

"Then you won't go in!"

“…”

Ling Luoyu had no echo.

Decision of the temple: "..."

So fast!?

I didn't think about being polite and took him in.

In the small building, Liao Feng sat quietly, holding his chin with one hand, and looking at Yan Ziyue who was painting by the window.

Yan Ziyue was holding a water chalk ink in his hand, drawing an old crabapple outside the window.

The two of them didn't speak, just sat quietly like this, with some quiet years.

Ling Luoyu: "..."

What's going on!?

Liao Feng came to find Yan Ziyue, isn’t it just for the sake of tea?

The fingertips move lightly, the Chaos Yuan Spirit pours out, and falls on the tip of Yan Ziyue's pen.

The pen tip moved, and the tree trunk instantly emerged from the side.

“Huh…”

She exclaimed.

Liao Feng's expression seemed to be retracted instantly: "What's wrong?"

Yan Ziyue frowned slightly: "It's okay..."

Liao Feng couldn't help but pause when he was about to get up, but he still stood up embarrassedly: "Is it because I am here... to make you uncomfortable and feel restless?"
Chapter completed!