This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 345 Spring Breeze Proud of Horseshoe Disease, Seeing Chang’an Flowers in a Day (59)

With tears in the corners of his eyes, he fell asleep again in a daze.

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The hangover didn't feel too good. When Shen Yue woke up, she felt that there were thousands of needles stuck in her temples, which were stinging and stinging.

After lying on the bed for a while, Shen Yue got up. There was no one in the warm room, and the charcoal fire was still burning. The maid came in with water, washed up briefly, and tied her hair.

Just as the maid was about to leave, Shen Yue asked, "Where are the others?"

Among them, who was he referring to? The maid immediately understood, "Your Excellency is outside."

Although Cheng Qiangong stayed here with a disgraceful identity, the people around him still respectfully called out to you, this was Shen Yue's special confession, and before that, she didn't want Cheng Qiangong to be neglected.

But what Shen Yue didn't know was that, to Cheng Qiangong's ears, it was extremely mocking, just a plaything, what kind of adult.

He is no longer what he used to be.

Shen Yue frowned, it was so cold outside, what if she got sick from the cold wind?
Thinking of this, Shen Yue put on a black cloak and hurriedly opened the door and went out.

The snow had stopped, and strips of ice had formed under the eaves, which were crystal clear, and the melted snow flowed down the layers of red tiles.

Shen Yue quickly found Cheng Qiangong.

It was a plum forest, covered with ice and frost, and the branches of plum blossoms were also condensed with a layer of frost, standing proudly in the cold wind, with bright red petals blooming on the branches, so thick, like a burning flame.

And Cheng Qiangong stood quietly in the snow and looked at the plum blossoms.

He should have been standing here for a while, his hair was covered with dew, he was wearing a white cloak, his face was surrounded by fluffy fox fur, his eyebrows were as handsome as flowers, more dazzling than plum blossoms.

Even wearing heavy clothes could not conceal his tall and broad figure.

Shen Yue walked over, stepped on the snow, and made a creaking sound, very subtle, but Cheng Qiangong still heard it.

Turning his head, Shen Yue had already walked to his side.

He was a head taller than Shen Yue, looking down at her with no expression on his face, even the pupils of his eyes were three points colder than the snowflakes on the branches.

His long eyelashes were stained with water, and he was expressionless.

Shen Yue didn't notice anything strange about the man, it was really cold outside, the heat from her body was blown away, and she exhaled a thick white mist.

She was afraid of the cold and shivered a little.

He also asked Cheng Qiangong.

"What are you looking at?"

Cheng Qiangong had been maintaining that posture just now, like a solidified sculpture, but now his movements are still stiff.

He didn't seem to feel it, the girl's delicate and beautiful eyebrows broke into his sight, and his thoughts froze for a moment.

Cheng Qiangong lowered his eyelashes slightly, and then said in a cold tone: "It's nothing, it's cold outside, let's go in."

Shen Yue felt that his appearance was a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was so strange, she could only suppress the doubts in her heart, glanced at the plum blossoms that were in full bloom, and followed Cheng Qiangong to leave.

Cheng Qiangong's legs also walked very fast, he didn't care about Shen Yue behind him at all.

And Shen Yue didn't say anything, just followed his footsteps as much as possible, but still opened a certain distance.

There was a lot of charcoal fire in the house, as soon as Shen Yue entered, the warmth came over him, it was very comfortable and dispelled the cold in his body.

When having breakfast, Cheng Qiangong was also very quiet, although his character was originally quiet on weekdays, he was not as oppressive and suffocating as today.

After finishing the meal, Shen Yue did not leave, but sat next to Cheng Qiangong with some anxiety.

Cheng Qiangong was playing chess alone, his fingers were slender and fair, holding the white jade chess piece, it was extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Cheng Qiangong..." Shen Yue maintained a normal demeanor, trying not to reveal the anxiety in her heart.

Cheng Qiangong raised his eyes and looked over quietly, maybe it was because of the light, Shen Yue always felt that Cheng Qiangong's eyes were a bit cold.

After a while, he still expressed his doubts.

"Are you unhappy?" She said vaguely, because she didn't know why Cheng Qiangong was unhappy.

Cheng Qiangong lowered his eyelashes, and Shen Yue couldn't see what kind of eyes he was in, but he could only hear him say lightly: "I'm not unhappy...Does Your Highness still remember what I said?"

Shen Yue was a little dazed, she didn't quite understand what Cheng Qiangong meant, she had said so many words, she didn't know what Cheng Qiangong was referring to.

The thoughts in her mind were so complicated that Shen Yue couldn't think of them, and Cheng Qiangong's eyes became calmer as time went by.

Shen Yue was a little anxious, and asked gently: "Which sentence are you referring to?"

"..." Cheng Qiangong didn't speak, he stared at Shen Yue, who seemed gentle and cautious, with a very calm expression on his face and no emotion in his voice, "It's what His Highness said he liked."

He looked really cold, even if he said some ambiguous words, it was cold.

Shen Yue pursed her lips, and couldn't help but look away, the faint pink dyed the tips of her ears, as if she was shy, and it was especially obvious on her cold white skin.

Her white jade-like fingers were grabbing the corner of her clothes, which was a sign of her nervousness.

Her heart was beating a little faster, but her voice was still steady: "Of course."

It's more than a simple sentence of liking. It's someone who has been thinking about it for many years and has always been thinking about it.

Someone who has liked for a long time, but dare not really touch.

"Then leave me alone with His Highness, okay?"

Cheng Qiangong's tone was calm and calm, as if he was saying something very serious. He stared into Shen Yue's eyes, like a dark abyss trap, but was blinded by a thin layer of spider webs, which was not very real.

The girl tugged at the hem of his clothes in a panic, as if she was afraid of his misunderstanding, hesitated for a moment, and explained in a low voice: "I haven't touched them, they are just a decoration."

Those dark and moist eyes seemed to be shattered starlight, extremely bright.

It seems that he really likes him very much, just as she said, so affectionate.

Does Xiao Chong look like this to everyone, showing affectionate appearance, whether she is deceiving herself or trying to deceive others.

He didn't feel guilty at all when he said that sentence. If he hadn't seen the traces of last night, Cheng Qiangong would have simply believed it if he wasn't sure.

I believe Shen Yue's pure liking without any impurities.

However, it is false after all.

Cheng Qiangong admired Shen Yue's acting skills a little, it was so good that he almost fooled him.

Cheng Qiangong wanted to laugh, but it was as if a boulder was pressing on his heart. He only felt his chest sore from being pierced, and his nails dug into his palms, so he reluctantly showed a smile.

"I believe, I believe everything His Highness says."

"So, drive them away."

"I do not like."

The sentence that she doesn't like being flirty, but Shen Yue put it in her heart.

(End of this chapter)