Chapter Fifty-Five: The Little Story of the Prince and the Little Flower Essence
Li Chengyu smiled with an inscrutable look on his face: "Hey, Xinglan, don't think I can't understand your thoughts."
He is not a wooden head like Mo Feng, but even Mo Feng can probably vaguely detect something.
If Wen Xinglan hadn't had feelings for Mo Feng, Li Chengyu wouldn't have put her into the formation. With her skills, she had the ability to turn around and leave. She could rush out, so Li Chengyu also
Just take advantage of this.
Wen Xinglan also gradually understood: "You are really despicable."
"It's easy to talk about. Xinglan is such a beautiful little beauty. I'm not just doing this for ourselves, but also for you! How are you, how are you cooperating with Mo Feng these two days?"
Very good, very cooperative, completely business-like, without any personal feelings.
Li Chengyu looked at her face: "No way, nothing happened?"
Wow, then his Mo Feng is so stupid!
Wen Xinglan: "Don't speculate on our feelings. You should take care of yourself during this time."
After that, she turned around to leave, but was stopped by Li Chengyu: "Why don't you stay for two more days? You have helped us so much after all. How can we do it if we don't stay for a few more days?"
Seeing that Wen Xinglan ignored him, he added: "You don't want to get along with Mo Feng? It's such a shame to leave like this."
Could it be that Mo Feng missed such a beautiful little beauty?
This Mo Feng really broke his heart!
Wen Xinglan finally stopped. Just when Li Chengyu thought something was going on, the cold voice came over: "I'm going to say goodbye to him."
"..."
Although he tried his best, the child did not cooperate, and the old father had nothing to do.
When Wen Xinglan found Mo Feng, he was training soldiers. Seeing her coming, he told others to leave the matters at hand to others.
Wen Xinglan: "You are injured, why don't you rest?"
Mo Feng shook his head: "It's okay."
"I'm leaving, and I came to say goodbye to you."
Mo Feng nodded: "Well, have a nice journey."
"You don't have anything else to say to me?"
Mo Feng was silent for a moment and then spoke hesitantly: "You have good skills. Have you ever considered joining the army?"
"..."
Even if it was Wen Xinglan, her face froze for a moment.
But Mo Feng, who asked this question, was serious.
There was a moment of silence in the air, and this man finally felt that something was wrong. He raised his head in confusion: "Huh? What's wrong?"
Wen Xinglan took a deep breath: "Nothing, what you just said..."
Mo Feng nodded and gave a serious suggestion: "If you consider coming to help the general, I can personally take you. You are very capable and spiritual, and should be a very capable assistant."
"Only this?"
Mo Feng was confused, his expression seemed to be asking her, what else?
Wen Xinglan was not a mother-in-law, so she just asked directly.
"Mo Feng, can't you see my feelings for you?"
"Um?"
"I like you."
Mo Feng frowned and was silent for a while. Wen Xinglan just looked at him.
After a long time, Mo Feng said slowly: "I thought you wouldn't tell me."
Wen Xinglan: "You know?"
Mo Feng nodded: "Well, your attitude towards me is different from that of other people. It's quite obvious. I'm not a fool."
"..."
Oh, it turns out you are not a fool in this regard, I just realized it.
But what Wen Xinglan didn't expect was that Mo Feng's next sentence was: "But I don't like you, I don't have any feelings for you."
At that moment, Wen Xinglan froze. He didn't have much courage or confidence to say that this person would definitely like her, but she didn't expect that he would be so...
Mo Feng frowned and apologized: "Sorry, I thought you wouldn't say it before, so..."
"Are you just pretending to be stupid?"
"Huh? No, I just think it would be a lot of trouble for you to tell me some things."
In short, this person doesn't like trouble. It doesn't matter if Wen Xinglan likes him, but if he says it, he will get into trouble.
"So you think it's a problem?"
Mo Feng's silence had already answered her question. It was the first time in so many years that Wen Xinglan liked someone, but was beaten back so ruthlessly, without even showing any mercy.
What Wen Xinglan hates most is Mo Feng's business-like manner, as if everything can be solved this way.
Mo Feng continued: "Now that Miss Wen has said it, I will treat the previous invitation as if I didn't say it. I'm very sorry."
Mo Feng nodded slightly, expressed his apology perfectly, turned around and left, leaving only Wen Xinglan alone.
In fact, now that I think about it, Mo Feng has never done anything wrong. He just doesn't like himself. He just rejected this relationship out of business.
This relationship, as early as seven years ago, Wen Xinglan had lost all face.
…
Although Li Chengyu had already comforted Hua Ling that day, this did not prevent her from treating Wen Xinglan as an imaginary enemy.
Now, Ming Feng's book has been distributed, and I have to say that the effect of this category is really good, temporarily taking the lead among the many Prince's Little Princess series.
But it is this one that makes everyone feel that it is good-looking, but it is definitely the most inconsistent with reality. It is indeed the one that is closest to the story and feelings of the prince and the little flower essence.
Next to Hua Ling lay Li Chengyu. In the past two days, she had become more and more clingy to Li Chengyu. Of course, the main reason was because of Wen Xinglan.
While Li Chengyu was enjoying it, he was also helpless. He was already clingy enough.
Hua Ling stood up, holding a book titled "The Prince's Little Concubine", reading it with relish and very seriously.
Hua Ling had read a section of the previous content, but Ming Feng didn't change it much.
Some of the stories below are like this:
On this day, the little flower essence met a very, very good-looking man. The man took the little flower essence to many places to play around. The little flower essence liked him very much. However, she did not forget her purpose because she could not find the girl in her dream.
That person, Xiao Huajing, was a little depressed.
"What's wrong with you?" the man asked her.
"I have a person who I like very much, but I can't find him." The little flower spirit replied dully.
The man never knew that the little flower essence had someone he liked, and he couldn't help but feel a little lonely: "Then you can tell me what he looks like, and I will help you find him."
"Hmm... I don't know. I forgot what he looked like. He only appears in my dreams. When I wake up, I forget what he looks like."
After Hua Ling finished reading one page, she started to yell: "What, what, what! I told you that I met the prince on the first day! He even took him back to the palace! Also, I never dream!"
There is no such thing as a man in a dream, and I don’t know what the prince would think if he saw this book..."
The story continues on the next page:
When the man heard this, he was a little surprised, but also a little happy. He knew that this was wrong, but he couldn't control himself.
"Little Flower Essence, how about you stay in the inn and come to my house? I'll help you find him together."
"Really?" The little flower spirit tilted her head and looked at him with shining eyes.
The man's heart softened when he looked at her like this. He smiled and said, "Of course, I have never lied to you."
In this way, the little flower essence was taken into his home by the man. When he arrived at the man's home, he discovered that he was a prince, a very powerful and powerful person.
"My lord, are you very powerful?"
"Of course." The man looked at her with a smile.
Hua Ling frowned when she saw this: "What happened to Ming Feng? Is he stupid? I have never stayed in an inn, and I knew from the beginning that the prince was the prince!"
The story continues on the next page:
During these days of getting along day and night, the little flower essence fell in love with the prince more and more, and she almost forgot the purpose of coming here in the first place.
On this day, the prince said to her: "Little Flower Essence, I am going out to fight."
"Why?"
"Because I want to protect the country, I also want to protect you!"
"So you're leaving?"
The prince nodded, and the little flower spirit felt a little lonely, so she grabbed his hand and said, "Can't we just leave?"
The prince couldn't bear to part with such a beautiful little flower essence, but he still shook his head, no.
Hua Ling saw this and couldn't bear it anymore. Ming Feng lied to her! Nothing he wrote was true!
"Have you never lied to me before? The Sui Juejue he said was a lie to me! Moreover, when the prince left, he even quarreled with me! Also, the prince didn't know that I was a little flower essence.
!He never believed it...ah! Prince?"
Li Chengyu was woken up by Hua Ling's muttering. His little princess was so noisy. He took the little princess into his arms and said, "Why don't you take a nap?"
Hua Ling closed her book and put it on the bedside, patted it, turned around and shrank into Li Chengyu's arms.
"My lord, are you awake?"
"Well, I woke up because of you."
"Huh?"
Li Chengyu scratched Hua Ling's nose: "What were you doing just now? Where is the white ball? Isn't it in the house?"
"No, it ran away, don't worry about it. It's so smart that it can't be lost. I was reading a book just now!"
"Oh? Reading?" Li Chengyu became interested. It's true that he had never taught Hua Ling these things before, but Hua Ling couldn't sit still because of his out-of-control temperament, so he gave it up and asked, "What book?"
"It's just... it's a book..."
Seeing Hua Ling's evasive eyes, Li Chengyu became even more curious.
"What's wrong? What books does my little princess read that I cannot know?"
Before Hua Ling could say anything, she saw that the book she had just put aside had already reached Li Chengyu's hand.
"Ah, it turns out it's a folk script. What's it about?"
As soon as Li Chengyu read the words on the book, he understood. After all, he had also read these things before, but it was impossible for the people in his arms to know this.
"What is this? I have never seen it. Princess, could you read it to me?"
