As soon as Feng Mo left the yard, he suddenly heard a string of silver bell-like laughter.

He looked up and saw a few colorful kites floating in the sky.

He paused and looked at the clearings ahead, where there was a faint shadow.

It seems that the accompanying officials are flying kites.

Just as he was about to leave, in the air, a kite suddenly broke the rope and fell down quickly, and happened to hang on a big tree in front of him.

"There are there." Someone shouted in surprise.

Soon, a slender figure ran to the tree anxiously, looked at the kites on the tree, and stomped their feet anxiously and shouted, "My kites..."

Feng Mo had ignored it, but saw that the figure was a little familiar. Unfortunately, he didn't remember who it was. At this moment, the woman had already seen him and shouted in surprise: "Your Highness the Third Prince..."

Feng Mo finally saw her face clearly.

It was Rong Yiyi.

He frowned, not wanting to pay attention to her, but Rong Yiyi was already jogging over with her skirt.

"Your Highness, my kite is hooked by a tree. Can you please help me take it off?" Rong Yiyi said breathlessly.

Feng Mo glanced at the ladies playing there, pondered for a while, and refused, "Let the guards pick it up, I still have..."

"Your Highness..." Rong Yiyi suddenly choked and interrupted him, and said sadly, "Does your Highness hate me?"

She heard Xie Jingyi say that when she saw Feng Mo coming to the yard of Weiyuan Marquis' Mansion and visiting Xie Jingrun, she was worried that she would not have the chance to meet him by chance. After learning the news, she immediately invited a few young sisters who had a good time playing with them here to play with kites, in order to create a chance encounter. Now that she finally met him, how could she let him go so easily?

A hint of impatientness flashed between Feng Mo's eyebrows, "Why did Miss Rong Er say this?" He had never liked her before. In fact, he couldn't say anything he hated, but he just didn't have any good feelings.

"We are engaged to marry, why do Your Highness treat me so distant?" Rong Yiyi's eyes were red, so pitiful.

She tried to win his pity with her weakness and pity, but she didn't know that what Feng Mo hated the most was the crying look of a woman.

His face faded, "We were engaged, but before the wedding, everything was still variable. And the etiquette was there."

Upon hearing this, Rong Yiyi's face turned pale. She was really anxious now. What is there any change before the wedding? Does he want to destroy the marriage?

Also, he specifically mentioned etiquette, was he referring to her not understanding etiquette?

"Your Highness, I..."

Feng Mo suddenly jumped up and picked the kite hanging on the tree. After landing, he handed it to Rong Yiyi.

"Thank you, Your Highness..." Rong Yiyi was happy and stepped forward to take it.

Feng Mo glanced at her and suddenly said, "I don't believe in any coincidences. Many coincidences are often artificially created."

After leaving a word, he left.

Looking at the man's tall figure walking away, Rong Yiyi clenched the kite in her hand.

Feng Mo actually saw through her.

Her eyes narrowed.

But so what?

In this world, Feng Mo is the one who can match her, she will not give up.

Her eyes flashed with certainty.

...

Xie Jingrun was not seriously injured. As soon as Rong Qingqing left, he got out of bed.

At this moment, Emperor Zhaojing walked in from outside.

He did not let someone spread it, but went straight into his room.

When he smelled the undispersed medicine in the room, he was a little surprised. He thought Xie Jingrun's injury was not serious, but now he actually took the medicine.
Chapter completed!