The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

Feng San looked at Zhuo Ye who had regained his composure, curled his lips imperceptibly, and said lightly: "Don't you want to read, I'll take you to the study."

Zhuo Ye was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Feng San in surprise: "The study is important, Zhuo Ye might not be convenient to go in, right?"

"I'll be beside you." Feng San said succinctly.

Zhuo Ye understood Feng San's meaning, saying that with him by his side, she would have no chance to make small moves, Zhuo Ye couldn't help curling her lips secretly.

"Then thank you, Third Young Master, please lead the way." After pondering for a moment, Zhuo Ye said.

Feng San stopped talking, turned around and left the door, Zhuo Ye quietly followed behind.

Looking at Feng San's background, Zhuo Ye was puzzled, where did Feng San's abnormal behavior come from?Is it because he feels that he has used too much means to her these two days, and he repents and wants to make up for her?wrong!This cruel man is not so kind!

Or did he suspect that she approached them deliberately, with some ulterior purpose?Want to take her to a secret forbidden place and lure her into showing off?But she was obviously forced to stay here by them...

If you can't figure it out, just wait and see how it gets better...

In Feng San's study.

"After choosing the book, sit there and read it." Feng San sat down a few days ago, pointed to a small chair opposite and said to Zhuo Ye.

"Look here?" Zhuo Ye looked at Feng San and asked in surprise.

"I said, I'll be by the side." Feng San raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Or do you want me to accompany you back to your room?"

The corners of Zhuo Ye's mouth twitched twice, thinking that what he said by being by the side meant monitoring her book selection, but it turned out that she had to be by the side even when she was reading...

"Don't dare to waste the third son's time, I think I'd better go back to my room to read after I've made my choice, besides, this book can't be finished in a short while..." Zhuo Ye fought hard.

"It's okay, you can come whenever I'm in the study." Feng San said lightly, then picked up a book on the desk and looked down.

Seeing Feng San's unrefutable attitude, Zhuo Ye closed his mouth wisely, and thought to himself, anyway, she was just checking the information, and it probably wouldn't take long.

Feng San's study room is very large, with a complete range of books, including poetry, geography, astronomy, scriptures, art of war, politics... everything, but most of the titles are difficult to understand. If you don't read the content, it is difficult to see what type it is book of.

Feng San sat quietly in front of the desk, and occasionally glanced calmly at Zhuo Ye who was walking back and forth in front of the bookshelves, and saw that she took out a book, flipped two pages hastily, frowned, put it back, and pulled out another book. A book, flipped twice, and shook his head again...

After a long while, Zhuo Ye seemed to have finally found a book that he was quite satisfied with. He took the book and sat down in front of the chair, and began to read it carefully.

Feng San glanced at the book in Zhuo Ye's hand, and recognized it as "Feng Wen Zhi", which was a miscellaneous record of the customs and cultures of various countries.

The more Zhuo Ye looked at his eyebrows, the tighter his eyebrows were, and his eyes were full of disbelief. After reading for a while, he suddenly seemed to lose his patience. He quickly flipped through the book, flipped through it, and closed it with a "snap" After reading the book, he got up and went to the bookshelf to put it back, and then began to search for other books.

Feng San put down the book in his hand, quietly looked at Zhuo Ye who kept searching in front of the bookshelf, in his bottomless eyes, there was a distant and unpredictable light...