Feng Linche glanced at Zhuo Ye, who was on the verge of going berserk, thought for a while, and asked, "You don't like Xuan'er?"
"No! It has nothing to do with 'Little Baozi'! I just don't want to marry you!" As soon as Zhuo Ye said it, he called out the nickname he had given to 'Little Baozi' in his heart. He didn't react until he said the words, and he was a little annoyed.
He closed his mouth and peeked at Feng Lince's reaction from the corner of his eyes.
"Little bun?" Feng Lince raised his eyebrows. She was talking about his troublesome son? Thinking of Feng Zixuan's round, white and tender, soft little body, Feng Lince couldn't help but smile, and he smiled
Very cheerfully: "Oh, this title is really appropriate."
Zhuo Ye was stunned. This time she saw it clearly. She was definitely not dazzled! He really smiled!! And... that smile was actually pretty damn good...
"Since it's not because of Xuan'er, what other reasons are there?" Feng Lince stopped smiling and returned to his usual cold demeanor, asking calmly.
"That night when we stayed in the forest, Prince Jin and I were talking by the stream. I must have heard Prince Rui, right?" Zhuo Ye regained his composure and asked calmly. She believed that martial arts masters like him had extraordinary ears.
. Moreover, her intuition told her that he had not been standing behind them for a while that day...
Feng Linche was stunned for a moment, recalling the situation that day... He already knew what she was going to say next... But he still nodded and admitted frankly: "Yes."
"Then the prince should understand what kind of life Zhuo Ye wants. Zhuo Ye is a person who is used to being idle. He doesn't want to be trapped in this high-walled compound all his life. Please don't force others to make things difficult." Zhuo Ye said calmly.
Feng Lince pursed her thin lips slightly and remained silent. Did she really want to live a leisurely and free life? Did she reject the noble status, rich clothes and fine food that most women dream of?
Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Lince and said in an aggressive tone: "Of course, if the prince wants to use force, the little girl will not be able to resist."
"In your eyes, am I that kind of person?" Feng Lince raised his eyes to look at her and asked with a frown.
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Zhuo Ye's lips, and he couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "It's not like you have never done anything to force people, so you have the nerve to ask me!"
Feng Linche looked at Zhuo Ye's expression and knew what she was thinking. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, this time, I won't force you."
Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Linche in surprise. She felt that Feng Linche today was particularly abnormal! Since they met, all the words they had said before today were probably not as many as today, right? And...when did he become
So easy to talk to?
After a long while, Zhuo Ye said with some uncertainty: "This is the best. I hope the prince will remember what I said today."
"I will remember." Feng Lince said coldly. After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door.
When he walked to the door, Feng Lince suddenly walked through, looked at Zhuo Ye doubtfully, and asked: "Do you really... don't care about your reputation?"
"This is my business, so I won't bother you, Your Majesty." Zhuo Ye said distantly. He didn't think so in his heart. They didn't really do anything, so what should they care about? Even if they did do anything, she was twenty.
Modern women in the first century did not insist on men taking responsibility for themselves...