Explosive cute little evil concubine

Chapter 574 Martial Arts Conference 7
"Don't worry, we can't stay here for too long." A strange light flashed in Feng Diyao's eyes, he smiled and patted Feng Weilan's head. "I still have something to do, so I'll go back to the palace first. Don't continue to be self-willed. Otherwise, if Yun Motian doesn't even want to stay in the princess mansion, you will lose more than you gain."

When Feng Weilan heard this, his expression flashed a trace of panic, he nodded and said, "I know, I will pay attention."

If Yun Motian didn't live in the Princess Mansion, she might not have the chance to get close to him.

After Feng Diyao left, Feng Weilan slightly calmed down her irritable mood.

Then, she said to the maid in the room, "Prepare me the bath water, I want to take a shower and change my clothes."

Half an hour later, Feng Weilan, who was wearing delicate makeup and changed into a sky blue long dress, was holding a wooden box containing exquisite meals in his hand, and surrounded by maids, he walked quickly to Zhu Jing in the princess mansion. Small courtyard to go.

This Zhujing small courtyard is where Yun Motian temporarily stayed.

Walking into the Zhujing small courtyard, Feng Weilan saw Yun Motian who was sitting at the stone table under the tree, seriously painting.

A silver moiré robe outlines his thin and elegant back, his dark blue hair is tied up with a jade crown, Yun Motian lowers his head slightly, and the side profile of his handsome and unparalleled face is even more perfect.

The moment he saw Yun Motian, Feng Weilan's eyes were fascinated.

"Young Master Yun." The delicate voice seemed to be able to wring out water, and now Feng Weilan's eyes were as charming as silk, and she was completely different from the girl who threw something to vent her anger just now.

While shouting, Feng Weilan walked up to Yun Motian, and happened to see the woman in his painting.

I saw a beautiful and vivid picture on the white rice paper.

In the painting, a woman in a long white dress sits on a swing in a peach blossom forest, smiling and looking forward.

Every stroke and every painting is incomparably expressive.

That kind of stunning beauty is amazing.

Even though Feng Weilan is also a woman, when she saw the child in the painting, her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

At the same time, mad jealousy also grew in Feng Weilan's heart.

There was a gloomy and cold look in his eyes, Feng Weilan saw Yun Motian and didn't lift his head, didn't look at her, he was still concentrating on painting, he couldn't help but took a deep breath, and tried his best to suppress the emotion of going berserk again.

Deliberately raising her tone a lot, Feng Weilan pretended to be surprised and asked, "This woman is so beautiful, Mr. Yun, is she your sweetheart?"

After finishing the last stroke, Yun Motian raised his eyes to look at Feng Weilan at this moment, his eyes were as cold as water.

"She's my wife."

A simple sentence, but it contains incomparably affectionate love.

Thinking of Nangongyin, a rare gentle light flashed across Yun Motian's cold eyes.

Almost unable to hold the wooden box in her hand, the smile on Feng Weilan's lips suddenly froze.

wife?Yun Motian has already married a wife!
For Feng Weilan, this is undoubtedly a piece of news that is enough to tear her heart.

"Young Master Yun, is it because of this woman that you keep rejecting me?" Feng Weilan asked softly, her voice trembling slightly.

"With her, this life is enough." Yun Motian said in a cold tone, and then ordered Feng Weilan to chase away guests, "Princess, please go back. I am going to rest."

After speaking, Yun Motian put away the paintings on the stone table, and then walked to the room in the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)