"Because you said you don't like the name 'Qing'er'. []"
"oh."
Zhong Qingye and Feng Jin walked side by side towards the main hall, with Yan Zi following behind obediently, with complicated eyes and even more complicated emotions.
The young lady's expression just now seemed to be uncomfortable... Her eyes were obviously smiling, but her eyes were crying. Why?
Yanzi didn't understand, she never understood. Anyone who cared about Mr. Feng could tell that he liked a young lady, but what about the young lady? She recalled Zhong Qingye's reluctant hug just now, lowered her head and smiled softly.
It turns out that the young lady also likes Mr. Feng...
Why do you feel a little uncomfortable?
No one knew that the humble girl in the Zhong Mansion fell in love with a fairy-like man. That man was gentle, beautiful, smart, aloof and one of a kind. And that man's eyes would only see one other person.
He comforted her when she cried, made him happy when she smiled, took her to play when she was unhappy, and vented her anger on her when she lost her temper.
Protect it carefully, care for it with satisfaction, as if you are treating a peerless treasure, and be cautious for fear of any damage.
Yanzi knows, that's what it's called.
The person he protects in his heart is her beautiful lady...
What about her? She was just a girl. Because she was serving his favorite treasure, he gave her one percent of his tenderness. What else could he expect?
Perhaps, she could only follow the young lady and him in this life, hiding all her thoughts, and calling him "Master Feng" as carefully as he did.
Having walked out of the small courtyard, the three of them slowly walked towards the main hall. Along the way, there were endless greetings and countless looks. However, Zhong Qingye didn't care and was too lazy to care. Feng Jin, on the other hand, stared at him several times.
go back.
"Prince Rui did this, what are you going to do?" Feng Jin's voice was soft and soft, but it was filled with indescribable tension.
Zhong Qingye's answer was very tough: "What else can we do? Lose his things and let him go back and forth wherever he goes!"
"Really?" Feng Jinyu smiled slowly, deliberately teasing her: "He is the prince, are you not afraid that he will be angry?"
"Angry? Then let him be angry. What does it have to do with me?" Zhong Qingye shrugged his shoulders and was knocked down by her. What right did he have to be angry?
"You don't want to marry him? He is the prince."
"What's there to marry? I'm so free and happy on my own! Besides, what about the prince? As long as I don't like it, I will get out of here!" Zhong Qingye's mouth can never be clean, and the language he spits out is vulgar.
But sincere.
"Then do you have someone you like?"
Yanzi swore that she really heard the hesitation in Mr. Feng's words.
"No, no!" Zhong Qingye suddenly became unhappy for some reason, and after finishing speaking, he added: "There won't be any in the future!" She shook her robe and walked quickly, as if she was angry or guilty.
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, the sunshine was gentle and graceful.
Yan Zi was almost crazy and stopped unconsciously. When he woke up, Feng Jin had already followed Zhong Qingye's footsteps and left. Only their backs could be seen, one red and one white, equally slender and straight.
Perfect like a golden boy sitting with Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Yan Zi was a little sad, but also a little happy.
That's all, that's all.
Even if you can only be cautious and cautious in calling him "Young Master" for the rest of your life.
Even if I can only follow the young lady for the rest of my life and steal a glance carefully.