He glanced at her with a cold look, then turned his head and listened to Jiang Xiaoran's words.
Feng Zhiyu almost plucked up the courage before entering the pavilion.
In front of the six or seven young masters, she said, "Dear young masters, can you please retreat for the time being? I want to apologize to the marquis alone."
The young men who were talking were stunned.
They looked at each other, and Jiang Xiaoran hesitated to stand up and leave.
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed impatience and coldness.
He pressed Jiang Xiaoran and let everyone sit down again.
Ye Siming's voice was cold: "If you have anything to say, otherwise you don't speak."
Feng Zhiyu felt a little embarrassed.
It was really shameful to make her apologize in front of so many young men.
However, she didn't want Ye Siming to hate her either.
Feng Zhiyu took a deep breath, then lowered her head and said, "Last time I offended the Marquis, which made the Marquis unhappy. After I went back, I thought it clearly and realized that I was wrong."
Ye Siming frowned slightly: "I don't remember who you are, what you said again.
But seeing that you can still stand here alive, I think it hasn't made me completely angry yet. After saying that, you can leave."
Feng Zhiyu refused to leave and bit her lip and said, "I'm sorry, it's really wrong for me to speak like that before. I'm just a little anxious about the marquis."
"I..." She wanted to say that she felt distressed, but she was afraid that Ye Siming would be angry, so she had to lower her dim gaze: "It's me that I've said too much, and I'm no longer qualified."
Listening to her confused words, even Jiang Xiaoran couldn't help but frown.
What did she say?
Jiang Xiaoran immediately stood up and said, "I've finished speaking, let's go there and play with the pot throwing."
Just at this moment, Wanyin, who was beside Concubine Qiao, walked over with a pot of good wine.
Wanyin smiled and said, "Immortal Concubine heard that the Marquis is here, so she asked me to bring it to me."
This is the wine brewed by our Empress. The Marquis and the Young Masters must try it.”
The young men quickly laughed and said, "I can benefit from the blessing of the marquis. Today I can also taste the good wine from the imperial concubine's house."
Wanyin put the wine pot in the pavilion. She was about to leave, but Yu Guang glanced at Feng Zhiyu, who was standing next to him with a submissive and down his head.
After just a moment of looking, Wanyin quickly withdrew her gaze. She smiled and said, "The things are delivered, I will take them back first. The marquis and the young masters have fun."
Wanyin took a break, but did not leave quickly.
Feng Zhiyu waited for her to go out before saying, "I was not trying to hurt anyone. Maybe what I said was too direct and made the Marquis unhappy, but I also wanted to be good for the Marquis and the Princess. Since I made the Marquis angry
, I won't say it again in the future."
"Mr. Marquis, can you forgive me?"
She raised her eyes.
When Wanyin heard this, she frowned and looked back at Feng Zhiyu.
Ye Siming didn't understand what she was saying.
He is most annoyed by these twists and turns.
Ye Siming was cold and elegant: "I don't understand, just get out of here."
Feng Zhiyu didn't expect him to say that.
It felt like I was slapped in the face, in front of so many young men!
Feng Zhiyu was stunned, her face turned red with a blunt look. She hesitated and felt embarrassed!
He didn't care about it much, and tears flashed, and turned around and walked quickly.
Jiang Xiaoran asked, "Si Ming, do you know her?"
Ye Siming frowned: "I don't know at all."
Wanyin looked at Feng Zhiyu's figure as he walked away quickly.
She pondered for a while, and after a while, Wanyin went back to Concubine Qiao and informed her of the matter.