In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 191 Do you treat men like this too?

Zhao Wuling looked at him steadily, as if he wanted to see through him. He turned his face away unnaturally, and fiddled with his sleeves with his fingertips.

long silence.

There was a sudden knock on the table, and he turned his head to look over. Zhao Wuling's eyes were still on him, but they just moved to look at his empty waist.

"The jade pendant that His Highness the Crown Prince gave you is of great value, and it may be your most valuable thing, so just take it in return."

"This"

Tan Feng suddenly hesitated.

Zhao Wuling did not take back his hand, and his voice became solemn.

"how?"

Tan Feng showed a troubled expression: "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's just that he gave it to you. If I give it to you, and he sees it one day, he will know that we have a close relationship, and I don't want to hurt you."

Zhao Wuling scoffed coldly, as if he had heard a joke.

"Are you afraid of hurting me, or are you reluctant to part with that jade pendant?"

Neither.

He has not figured out Zhao Wuling's position yet. Even if he does not assist the prince wholeheartedly, he is not an enemy of the East Palace. If he rashly gives away the jade pendant, if he fails to keep it intact, it will become evidence that Zhao Wuling stabbed him in the back.

He will never be deceived by someone with the same temperament again.

Of course, he would not say these words openly, so he said politely with a smile: "What are you talking about, little Marquis? It's just a piece of jade pendant, but it's not as important as your saving my life. I'm really afraid of hurting you. You really want to If you like it, I’ll look for it when I get back and send it to you when I have time.”

His brown eyes raised, and he said solemnly: "Okay."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This disaster was finally passed safely.

The lunch was light but carefully prepared. Zhao Wuling had to go out for something, so it was much more relaxing for him to eat alone.

It was gloomy in the morning, and a drizzle began to fall at noon. Qin Feng drank hot porridge. In the steaming mist, a familiar figure flew down from the tree and settled in the courtyard. Its foreign pupils looked towards the house. After taking a look, he walked in quickly.

"You really are here!"

"Lou Yuan?" He put down his spoon and frowned at the visitor.

"How did you come?"

Lou Yuan pulled out a stool and sat opposite him, leaning on his elbows to look at the food on the table. A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said dullly: "I didn't see you when I went to Chenxiang Temple, so I guessed that you were brought back by Mr. Zhao Xiaohou. .”

It seems that he still doesn't know about his injury.

This means that the palace has not found out who the murderer was last night.

Tan Feng stretched out his eyebrows and raised his lips: "Young Lord Marquis kindly invited me, but I couldn't refuse my kindness, so I stopped by for lunch."

Lou Yuan made a face: "This is such a big mansion for you?"

In Lou Yuan's eyes, except for big fish and meat, everything else is undesirable food. Tan Feng rubbed his forehead, dumbfounded.

"I eat too much meat and fish, but I also want to try light food occasionally."

Hearing this, Lou Yuan remained silent for a long time, as if he was pondering over the deeper meaning of these words. Tan Feng left his thoughts behind and started to make some health-preserving porridge.

After half a bowl, the rain outside still showed no signs of stopping. Stars fluttered down the window lattice, and a chill came in.

Lou Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Do you treat men like this too?"

puff.

Tan Feng spit out a mouthful of porridge, and the scene was so embarrassing.

"What did you say?"

He couldn't believe himself, he heard something extremely ridiculous.

Seeing him being choked, Lou Yuan felt guilty. He stood up and walked behind him, patting his back to soothe him. Unexpectedly, before he could touch him, he was blocked by his backhand.

After choking, Qin Feng's voice was a little abnormal: "It's okay, I'm okay."

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, if you are lazy today, you will definitely die tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)