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417. Han Mo, Talking About Tea

Wen Ranran hid in the back and listened in the corner. Watching this scene of love and murder, the corners of her eyes twitched.

I have seen the bad relationship between Cheng Fenglou and Wen Yuwan all the way.

It's just...both of these people are emotional idiots.

It's really difficult to get them to get together.

Wen Ranran followed him to the door, asked Jiang Tang to send Wen Yuwan back, then turned around and walked into the gate of Cheng Mansion.

Cheng Fenglou was sitting on the stone table in the courtyard, his face gloomy, as if he had been struck by something.

There was a brocade handkerchief in front of her. When Wen Ranran saw the pattern on it, her eyes widened.

"This is... Wen Yuwan's love token for you?!"

Cheng Fenglou nodded in despair.

Wen Ranran was speechless for a while.

Well, she finally understood why Wen Yuwan's confession failed.

Previously, Wen Yuwan had blatantly told everyone that she liked Cheng Fenglou many times.

But Cheng Fenglou kept pushing away.

So Wen Yuwan once complained to her whether her method was too straightforward.

Only then did he learn embroidery from Qiu He at the risk of his fingers being pierced into sieves.

Why do you want to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig on earth... But who the hell can tell that it is a winged bird?!

Aren’t these just two crows?!

"Twelve, to be honest, from Jiangrao County to the capital, you and I and the prince can be regarded as old friends."

Wen Ranran took a breath and couldn't bear to look at the handkerchief anymore.

"No matter what mistakes the eldest princess has made, Wen Yuwan is a real fool."

"She is a little domineering, a little arrogant, and never considers the consequences of doing things, but... she is frank, cute, and informal."

Wen Ranran thought for a long time, and finally found two words in her mind that were more suitable to praise Wen Yuwan.

"She is sincere to you. Of course, I am not saying that Master Cheng must respond. I just hope that Master Cheng can see his heart clearly... Han Mo is not a good person, and the Han family is not a kind person."

"If you really like Han Mo, just pretend that I didn't say anything today."

Wen Ranran shook her head and looked at Cheng Fenglou's lost expression.

It took a while before Wen Ranran heard Cheng Fenglou's bitter words.

"I...I am happy with the princess. However, this matter concerns Miss Han's reputation, so Cheng must make a choice."

When Wen Ranran heard this, hey, wouldn't this be easy to handle?

You please me and I like you too, but unfortunately, a sleazy guy came out in the middle to disrupt the situation.

However, Han Mo's method of moral kidnapping is indeed disgusting, but when it comes to an upright and elegant scholar like Cheng Fenglou, it is obviously easy to fall for the bait. After all, scholars have the thinnest skin.

"What if I said that Han Mo had an affair with the prince a long time ago, and only then turned his attention to you when he saw the prince's downfall?"

Wen Ranran looked at Cheng Fenglou's innocent look and really couldn't bear for him to continue to be deceived.

Cheng Fenglou's eyes widened.

"Princess Princess...what does this mean, Princess?"

Wen Ranran did not answer him directly, but asked rhetorically.

"Why did you and Han Mo appear on the boat on the moat that day?"

"I... came back from Dali Temple yesterday. I passed by an alley and saw Miss Han being bullied by some gangsters, so I stepped forward to help her. Yesterday, Miss Han asked me to meet on a cruise ship and said she wanted to come here specially.

Thank me..."

Wen Ranran understood now.

It turns out that I had a plan for a long time...

"As the Minister of Dali Temple, aren't you curious as to why a lady from an official family would ask a man to meet him privately, even if no outsiders are around?"

Cheng Fenglou was speechless for a moment.

"this……"

"It's autumn now. Even if Han Mo is afraid of the heat, she won't wear a summer gauze skirt to meet you, right?"

"..."


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