Princess, be nice

Chapter 102 Heart Direction Ascetic System
Fu Zhuo!

Subconsciously looking at Feng Jinyue, seeing the admiration in Feng Jinyue's undisguised eyes, Yuan Chang's heart sank.

Could it be love at first sight for Fu Zhuo?

Indeed, Fu Zhuo's appearance is still very deceptive.

Fu Zhuo raised his head to look at Yuan Changhuan who was approaching, a look of horror flashed across his clear and serious eyes, and he quickly said, "Yuan...Miss Yuan, please take my leave first."

After all, turn around and leave.

Walk in a hurry.

"Hey, you haven't told me your name yet." Feng Jinyue watched Fu Zhuo leave, and shouted quickly.

Hearing the woman's melodious voice, her dignified and beautiful face appeared in his mind, Fu Zhuo's face flushed slightly, such a woman was the good wife he yearned for in his heart.

Neither flamboyant nor obscene, with a dignified appearance.

"You don't like him, do you?"

After entering Baihuayuan, Yuan Changhuan also heard Feng Jinyue inquiring about Fu Zhuo, so he couldn't help asking.

But Feng Jinyue replied generously: "That's right, this old-fashioned abstinence temperament is what I want!"

"But he..." Yuan Changhuan really couldn't tell what was wrong with Fu Zhuo. In fact, Fu Zhuo didn't spend time and money, didn't indulge in flamboyance, and only read sage books. There was nothing wrong with it, but he was too old-fashioned. Especially with such a mother.

Yuan Changhuan really didn't want Feng Jinyue to fall into that kind of family.

After Piansheng told her, Feng Jinyue was confident, "Yuanyuan, don't worry, I will definitely not let myself suffer, and don't you think that such an ascetic and old-fashioned man will feel more fulfilled when he is trained? "

Yuan Changhuan shook his head decisively.

She doesn't think so.

After all, I have suffered from this kind of man, such as Xie Ci!

Thinking of thanking him, Yuan Changhuan felt more restless in his heart.

As if wanting to deepen her agitation, spare a flower garden.

Then I saw the thank you, surrounded by a group of people in the very center.

And these people looked at Xie Ci with bright eyes, and they looked like gods.

"Isn't this Miss Yuan? Miss Yuan's piano skills are amazing at the Peach Blossom Festival. She must have poems and books in her stomach. Why don't you come up and recite a poem for everyone to see and see."

Just as Yuan Changhuan was about to leave, he heard a loud voice from the crowd.

Enough for the whole flower forest to tremble.

Looking up at the man who spoke, Yuan Changhuan's red lips slightly turned up, and he looked at the man with a half-smile, with a melodious tone: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Chi who was caught having an affair in the Fourth Prince's Mansion? It's really admirable to be mixed among literati and refined scholars."

Chi Lang's complacent face turned livid.

"I do not have!"

"Why don't you blush?" Yuan Changhuan folded his arms, and the sarcasm on his lips was extremely dazzling.

Immediately, everyone in Hualin looked at Chi Lang in unison.

There was a lot of discussion.

Originally, the matter between Chi Lang and Fu Yan was suppressed by the two families together, except for those who were present that day, it did not spread among the literati.

Now being singled out by Yuan Changhuan, Chi Lang regretted it too late.

Feng Jinyue at the side saw how mighty Yuanyuan was, her eyes sparkled.

Such a look fell into the eyes of Fu Zhuo who was not far away from Chi Lang.

His eyes flickered slightly, he took a step forward and shook his head slightly, "Brother Chi."

Chi Lang held back his breath abruptly, walked out of the crowd with a flick of his sleeves.

This episode was naturally seen by Yuan Changhuan, and he turned his head to look at Feng Jinyue beside him with an inexplicable expression.

"Since that's the case, would Miss Yuan be willing to come on stage and compose a poem?"

Standing lightly in the center, Xie Ci spoke in a clear voice, inviting Yuan Changhuan to the stage.

(End of this chapter)