The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

Zhuo Ye felt that he had bumped into someone, but without raising his head, he took a step back and said, "Sorry." Then he moved to the left, wanting to continue walking inside.

Unexpectedly, the person on the opposite side also moved a step to the left, and stood in front of Zhuo Ye again. Zhuo Ye thought that the person was also trying to avoid her, but the two bumped into each other again, so he said again: "Excuse me!" Pass." Then move to the right.

Unexpectedly, that person also moved to the right, and stood in front of Zhuo Ye again...

Zhuo Ye was a little dissatisfied, frowned, and raised his head: "I said you..."

Zhuo Ye only spoke half of what she said, and then she was stunned, because she met a very familiar man's face...

It was a very handsome face, with sharp edges and corners, outstanding facial features that can be said to be perfect, and a dignified temperament in its calmness...

At this moment, this stern face she was used to, seemed to be trying her best to restrain her excitement... He stared deeply at her, the reflected light from those dark eyes like a deep pool, It was actually scorching hot...

"Feng..." Zhuo Ye looked at that person, opened his mouth and called out a word, suddenly thought that it would be inconvenient to call his name directly here, so he swallowed it back abruptly, staring blankly at the person who was so close at hand. Junlian blinked, not knowing how to react next...

Qiao Ling stood behind Zhuo Ye, pursed her lips quietly, and started to laugh, that's great!The prince is finally here!

That's right, this person is Feng Lince!

"Want to drink tea?" Feng Lince asked suddenly.

"Hmm..." Zhuo Ye nodded foolishly.

Feng Lince raised the corners of her lips, stretched out her hand, took Zhuo Ye's little hand, and walked into the teahouse, Zhuo Ye followed him mechanically...

Two men with extremely outstanding looks and temperament, walking hand in hand in this large audience, it is impossible not to attract people's attention!There weren't too many people in the teahouse, but everyone was staring at them dumbfounded...

Feng Lince glanced at everyone fiercely, led Zhuo Ye, and walked towards a private room on the second floor.

The guests in the hall were all startled by Feng Lince's piercingly cold eyes and shuddered, and all looked away...

Following Feng Lince were the two bodyguards Zhang Min and Liu Jing, and the book boy Songmo.

Seeing Qiaoling coming in, Songmo quickly winked at her.Qiao Ling understood, walked up to Song Mo, and the few of them chose a table outside Feng Lince's private room and sat down.

In the elegant room.

Feng Lince pressed Zhuo Ye on the chair, sat down next to her, stretched out his hand to pour a cup of tea, pushed it in front of Zhuo Ye, and said softly, "Drink."

"Oh." Zhuo Ye picked up the teacup, took a big sip, and finally came back to his senses: "My lord, why are you here..." After she finished speaking, a self-deprecating smile suddenly emerged from the corner of her mouth, Her question... seems a bit redundant...

She should have thought of it earlier, right?No matter how far she went, she couldn't get out of their sight...

Even Xiao can find her, and Feng Lince and Feng Linge must know her whereabouts well...

Looking at Zhuo Ye's expression, Feng Lince guessed what she was thinking, stretched out his hand to hold one of Zhuo Ye's catkins, and sighed: "Ye'er, I'm here on business. But there is indeed another purpose, which is to find you."

Facing Feng Lince's frank words, Zhuo Ye suddenly didn't know what to say, so he pursed his lips lightly and bowed his head in silence.

"Ye'er... look up, please? Let me take a good look at you..."

Feng Lince's tone was so gentle...that she couldn't bear to refuse...

Zhuo Ye raised her head, and broke into Feng Lince's affectionate eyes, she suddenly found that his handsome eyes were bloodshot, with an unconcealable look of exhaustion, and she didn't know how many days he hadn't rested. the...

"My lord..." The dissatisfaction in Zhuo Ye's heart of being controlled temporarily receded, replaced by a slightly sour emotion.

"Here, call me Feng San." Feng Lince said softly.

"Well, good." Zhuo Ye nodded.

"Does Ye'er have anything to ask me?" Feng Lince looked at Zhuo Ye's exquisite face greedily, and asked softly.

"Xuan'er...is he okay?"

"It's okay, I just miss you very much, and I'm always clamoring to find you." After Feng Lince finished speaking, as if he suddenly thought of something, he let go of Zhuo Ye's hand, took out a letter from his bosom, and handed it to her. In front of him: "Xuan Er gave it to you."

Zhuo Ye was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then immediately reached out to take it, and opened it impatiently. It was a letter that didn't pay attention to the format of the letter at all. It was very "little bun" style. It was written in immature handwriting:

Xiao Ye Zi, Xuan Er misses you so much!Where did you go?Do you want to show off?Xuan'er is so sad, Xuan'er is so sad, didn't you say you like Xuan'er the most?How could you leave Xuan'er behind like this!

Xiao Yezi, Xuan'er dreams of you every night, dreaming of you flying a kite with Xuan'er, dreaming of you cooking delicious food for Xuan'er, dreaming of you helping Xuan'er teach father a lesson (don't let father see )...But every time I wake up, Xuan'er is very disappointed, because Xiao Yezi is gone, Xiao Yezi doesn't want Xuan'er anymore, Xuan'er is so pitiful...

Xiao Yezi, since you left, Xuan'er can't even feel the sweetness of candied fruit, and finally understands what it means to "eat without taste"!If you don't come back, Xuan'er will be so skinny that only bones remain, it's scary!

Xiao Ye Zi, as long as you are willing to come back, Xuan Er promises you anything, eat anything delicious for Xiao Ye Zi, let Xiao Ye Zi play with anything interesting first, Xiao Ye Zi washes Xuan Er’s face with saliva, Xuan Er can’t hide You don't want to rub it anymore, you can chew it whatever you want!Xuan'er will listen to Xiao Yezi's words carefully, study hard, practice martial arts, don't skip school, don't fight, don't play tricks on the master...

Xiao Yezi, let me tell you quietly, my father misses you so much, he goes to Fenglin Garden every day to stay for a long time, sitting in your room in a daze, looking so silly and dazed, Xuaner looks so distressed...

Little Yezi, come back, don't want Xuan'er, don't want Father, please...

Zhuo Ye looked at it, and finally couldn't help it, tears rolled down, dripped on the letter paper, wet the ink on it, and soaked out ink halos one after another...

Feng Lince reached out, hugged Zhuo Ye into his arms distressedly, and patted her on the back lightly, but did not comfort her to stop crying.

Zhuo Ye lay in Feng Lince's arms and cried for a while, then pushed his chest away, raised his head, wiped the tears from his face with his hand, folded the letter from "Little Baozi", and carefully put it in into his arms.

Feng Lince poured Zhuo Ye another cup of tea, pushed it in front of her, and looked at her quietly.

"Thank you." Zhuo Ye picked up the teacup and took another big sip, finally calming down a bit.

"Is Linge okay?" Zhuo Ye asked again.