Supreme Demon Concubine: His Majesty the Evil Emperor, addicted to pets

Chapter 198 I Want to Make a Deal with You 4
"Miss Beiling, come in and sit down." Feng Zhanye waved to Ling Beiyan with an unruly smile on his lips.

Ling Beiyan frowned, but walked into the carriage anyway.

Sitting behind Feng Zhanye, Ling Beiyan asked straight to the point. "I don't know why Prince Zhan came to see me in person, why?"

"If it's okay, can't I find you?" Feng Zhanye's eyes were shining brightly, staring straight at Ling Beiyan, as if he wanted to see through her calm surface and look into her heart .

Ling Beiyan's originally slightly frowned eyebrows frowned a little deeper.

She didn't like the way Feng Zhanye looked at her very much.

Make her feel like he's his prey.

"I think the prince's time is precious, and so is mine. If there is nothing wrong, then I will go back first." With that said, Ling Beiyan made a gesture to get off the carriage.

"You are not the same as other women at all." Seeing Ling Beiyan's relentless gesture of leaving, Feng Zhanye suddenly felt some strange discomfort in his heart, and he gave Ling Beiyan a little reassurance. An impatient gesture told her to sit down. "This king has something important to discuss with you, but it's not convenient to talk about it here. How about we go to my house and discuss it in detail?"

Ling Beiyan nodded silently after listening to the words.

"Ah Qing, go back to the palace." Feng Zhanye said to the boy sitting outside the carriage, at this time Huanyue also happened to be sitting in the carriage.

The carriage moved forward quickly on the flat road, and soon came to Feng Zhanye's mansion.

He ordered people to prepare drinks and delicacies in the gazebo in the garden, and Feng Zhanye took Ling Beiyan to the back garden directly.

Although I don't often live in the capital, most of them are in the frontier where the wind and sand are blowing. Feng Zhanye's life has nothing to do with elegance, but the scenery in the back garden is beautiful and full of poetic charm.

Sitting on the gazebo, Ling Beiyan watched Feng Zhanye pour her a glass of wine with a calm expression.

"Miss Beiling, I have always felt that your soul is definitely not as immature as your appearance." Feng Zhanye said with a light twitch of his lips. He felt that Ling Beiyan looked at most thirteen or fourteen years old. Strictly speaking, , she was still a child.

However, the wisdom, assertiveness, and bravery she showed, as well as her calmness and stability that day, made Feng Zhanye feel that she was a mature person with a soul.

Never had such a great interest in the opposite sex, Feng Zhanye found that he was really more and more interested in Ling Beiyan.

"So?" Ling Beiyan asked lightly.

"So I think you are very interesting." Feng Zhanye no longer called himself the king, but used me instead. "Beiling, I like you."

He has never been constrained by his own feelings, and Feng Zhanye's temper is also straightforward. He likes Ling Beiyan, so he will naturally say it out loud.

Ling Beiyan's eyelids twitched violently, almost choking on her own saliva.

"My lord, this kind of joke is meaningless. If you have nothing serious to do, I will leave first." Ling Beiyan wondered if Feng Zhanye called her here to play tricks on her.

It's a pity that she doesn't have time to listen to his useless nonsense.

"Of course there is business. Let's talk about business." Feng Zhanye said immediately, he really had business today.

"Let's talk." Ling Beiyan worked again on the stool.

"Why are you dealing with Ling Beiyue?" Feng Zhanye asked straight to the point, he couldn't figure out this question after thinking about it for a long time, and he still wanted to ask Ling Beiyan.

(End of this chapter)