One hundred and fiftieth chapters Pro-Song Confession II
Zhuo Ye smiled bitterly, it turned out that it was not her illusion... But this sudden confession really made her more confused!
She regretted it so much now. Why did she run to Prince Jin's Mansion as soon as she left the palace? Just run away. What did she bring up to meet the Queen Mother? Just brought it up! Why did she want to be so stubborn and bring the topic to the Queen Mother's chaos?
When it comes to ordering mandarin ducks...it's really your own fault!
After Feng Linge said the words he had been holding back for a long time, he was no longer so nervous. He looked at Zhuo Ye with his eyes gentle and affectionately, his head lowered and silent, and asked softly: "Ye'er... I'm scaring you."
Is it done?”
"Linge...is it...is there anything...in my recent words and deeds that...makes you misunderstand?" Zhuo Ye stuttered slowly.
"Alas..." Feng Linge sighed, somewhat dumbfounded: "Ye'er, do you seriously think so?"
"I……"
Zhuo Ye lowered his eyelids in embarrassment, not knowing how to answer, and secretly cursing himself for being worthless. Before time travel, she had been confessed to by Little Shota since kindergarten! From middle school to university, there were many suitors, and she was not
Have you long been used to boys' confessions and can you deal with them calmly and calmly? Why are you so embarrassed and restless when you meet the Feng brothers? It's really that the more you live, the more you go back!
"Silly girl..." Feng Linge reached out and tucked a strand of hair from Zhuo Ye's forehead behind his ear gently and naturally. Then he straightened his expression and said seriously: "When I first met Ye'er, I said to you
, indeed with a curious and inquiring mind, Ye'er is smart, beautiful, quick-thinking, and mysterious...it's incredible!"
Zhuo Ye's eyebrows twitched but he said nothing.
Feng Linge continued: "Ye'er has a calm and calm temperament. He is unfazed by every favor and humiliation and treats it indifferently. Even if his emotions are occasionally aroused, he quickly calms down and responds calmly... I am gradually attracted to you, and my heart begins to wander.
I have a very special feeling. I want to get closer to you more and more, and I want to know more about you more and more. I like to see you smile and get along with you, even if... you just sit aside and say nothing.
Listen to me chattering..." Feng Linge paused, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and then said as if recalling: "Just like when we were in Zhanzhou..."
"I was..." Zhuo Ye wanted to interrupt, but he didn't know what to say.
"I understand that at that time... Ye'er had probably guessed the identities of my third brother and me, and wanted to keep a distance from us." Feng Linge took over the words, sighed softly, and added: "Oh... I know,
Ye'er actually doesn't want to have anything to do with the royal family now. To stay in Shengjing is because my third brother and I are forcing you to do something you can't do yourself..."
"Linge...sigh..." Zhuo Ye heard the guilt in Feng Linge's tone, and felt a little unbearable. She opened her mouth to comfort him, but found that what he said was indeed what she was thinking, and couldn't help but sigh.
With a sound, she pursed her cherry lips slightly.
Feng Linge smiled at Zhuo Ye and continued: "When I left you in Fengcheng, I was indeed suspicious, but that suspicion did not last long. Your person, your character, and my third brother
I saw it all, but the reason why I still didn’t let you go... was just... I simply didn’t want to let you go..." When Feng Linge said this, he suddenly sighed and said: "I think... the third brother is the same.
in this way……"
Zhuo Ye's lips had pursed into a thin line, and her mood was even more complicated than words can describe. They... refused to let her go because... they didn't want her to go? Was she too slow? Or was it... her subconscious mind
Don't you want to think about it? In fact, the two brothers treat her differently every day. She... is not completely indifferent... but... so what?
"At first, I didn't quite understand what that special feeling for you was. When I understood it, you were already..." Feng Linge paused, pointed to his chest, looked at Zhuo Ye, and said affectionately:
"You have taken root here deeply..."
"Linge..." Zhuo Ye smiled bitterly, "You have made me more and more confused... What should I do... I... I don't know how to face you, nor how to face Prince Rui,
These...these are things I have never thought about..."
"I'm sorry, Ye'er..." Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye apologetically.
Zhuo Ye shook his head: "You are not sorry for me. There is nothing wrong with liking someone, but... I can't accept it now. I have to think about it carefully. I... I need to calm down..."
Feng Linge nodded: "Don't worry, Ye'er, I won't force you to make a choice now, but you have to understand that the third brother will not let go easily, and neither will I!" In the past, he might have
Silently blessing Third Brother and Zhuo Ye, but things are different now. He believes that in the near future, he will be able to promise her a lifetime of happiness...
Feng Linge knew that for Zhuo Ye, both he and his third brother were bound to win, and they would not give in to each other! Brothers are brothers, and feelings are feelings, so... let's compete fair! And that Lian Xiao, he looked at Zhuo Ye
The look in Ye's eyes... ugh... I'm afraid that he is also his rival! I wonder if he has made it clear to Zhuo Ye that he is also interested in her...
"Alas..." Zhuo Ye stretched out her hand and rubbed her temples. She felt her head was a little swollen. Does she have to worry about these things? Can she not think about these things? If...she simply ran away, would that be okay?
Don’t have to face this anymore?
Zhuo Ye lowered his head slightly again, avoiding Feng Linge's scorching gaze: "Linge...I...I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first, so you can rest."
"Okay." Feng Linge smiled at her and nodded. He knew that she needed time and quiet...
Zhuo Ye stood up and ran out of Feng Linge's bedroom as if running away.
Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye's back and smiled helplessly. No matter if it was him or his third brother, Lian Xiao or anyone else, it would not be easy to win her heart! She seemed... to have never taken anyone else seriously.
Calculations have entered her life... and she still wants to maintain this state... Also, she doesn't like to be related to the royal family and nobles, and she only wants to live a free and carefree life like an idle cloud. This is a problem...
Zhuo Ye returned to Prince Rui's Mansion, sat on the bed with his hands and knees and was in a daze for a long time. Qiao Ling, who brought tea and fruits, came in a few times and saw Zhuo Ye's stupid look. He knew that she had something on her mind, but he didn't
Dare to ask, secretly guessing in my heart, could it be related to the prince? But I don’t know which prince it is for...
After dinner, Zhuo Ye lay down early, but he tossed and turned on the bed and baked "cakes". He couldn't fall asleep no matter what...
The next day, Zhuo Ye got up with a pair of big panda eyes...
Qiao Ling came in with something in her hand. Looking at Zhuo Ye's proud dark circles, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Girl, have you not slept all night?"
Zhuo Ye reluctantly smiled listlessly at her: "It's okay, I just have some insomnia." He glanced at the things in Qiao Ling's hand and asked, "What are you holding?"