Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 77

"What is there to be afraid of, my son?"

Yuchi Zhixiu was stunned for a moment, and after recovering, he couldn't help but sneered.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya's face was still dull, and he looked down at the cup in his hand, and the warm and pleasant voice sounded again, "If you are not afraid, why should Mr. Yuchi tell the truth? Are these actions not enough?" Prove that Mr. Yuchi is not confident?"

After saying that, Wen Yanya looked at Yuchi Zhixiu with more and more deep eyes, and just when Yuchi Zhixiu was looking into Wen Yanya's deep eyes, he timidly evaded his eyes, and did not dare to look at him for a while.

"Master, we are smart people who don't speak dark words. I know you like her, but you have only met her a few times, how can you compare with my feelings?" Yuchi Zhixiu was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at her. Wen Yanya's tone was serious.

"Before she was named the crown prince, my son was already by her side. In the battle of Juliang, I even accompanied her for three years. Not to mention the past, I will definitely be by her side in the future." " Yuchi Zhixiu saw that Wen Yanya didn't plan to make another speech, so he said again.

"is it?"

Wen Yanya glanced at Yuchi Zhixiu with his thick black eyes, and then said slowly, "If that's the case, then you can continue."

Before Yuchi Zhixiu could react to Wen Yanya's meaning, Wen Yanya snorted again, "There are really not many people who want to snatch people away from the truth."

"you……"

Yuchi Zhixiu was furious, and his eagle eyes stared at Wen Yanya firmly, as if he were gnashing his teeth.

He knew that this Wen Yanya was definitely not a good stubble.

"My lord will not give her up to anyone, so the prime minister will have to wait and see." Yuchi Zhixiu took a deep breath, and then provocatively said, "Today, the prime minister should go back earlier, after all, the crown prince still has to preside over the matter." I probably don't have time to chat with Mr. Xiang during the dust-cleaning feast. I also have something to do, so I will take my leave first."

Yuchi Zhixiu raised his eyebrows, then turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and left the pavilion where Wen Yanya was.

Wen Yanya put down the cup without moving his expression, and his black eyes, like thick ink, set off faint ripples, like stars twinkling faintly in the dark night.

He was betting that she would come.

With this thought in mind, Wen Yanya sat alone in the long pavilion for half the night, until the palace banquet receded, but the familiar dark red figure still did not come.

Wen Yanya's black eyes hung down, and no emotion could be revealed in his calm eyes, but it didn't take long before a drizzle began to fall outside the pavilion.

The night was cold to the bone, but Wen Yanya didn't feel any chill, and he was still like the person in the picture in his black and purple light shirt, but no matter how he tried to stop it, it was hard to hide the loneliness in the cold back.

Wen Yanya watched the rain dripping over the lotus pond, his black eyes were still emotionless, but his hands under his sleeves were already tightly clenched.

It seems that this time he lost his bet for the first time.

Wen Yanya saw that the palace lanterns on Hetang Road on the opposite side disappeared one by one, but his face was still indifferent, just waiting for Su Ye to finish his official business and enter the palace to pick him up.

It didn't take long, Wen Yanya saw a dark red robe and skirt suddenly appearing in front of him, and took a few steps closer to him.

"Is Xiangye still waiting for someone?"

The lazy and indifferent familiar voice slowly sounded beside his ears.

Looking up, Wen Yanya saw Fu Zhaoge's phoenix eyes glistening, his lips twitching like a smile, holding the palace lantern in one hand, and the plain umbrella in the other, slowly stopping in front of him.

(End of this chapter)