The regent's little Jiaojiao is so troublesome

Chapter 194 My Young Master Advises You, Don't Make Ugly in Front of My Young Master
Qing Mo came up: "My lord, King Qin's people have already retreated."

The fan in Bei Chenyue's hand snapped shut, and he tapped lightly on the palm of his left hand twice.

There was a meaningful arc on the corner of his lips, as if he was talking to himself: "Unexpectedly, she turned out to be Princess Qin, it's really interesting."

Qing Mo looked worried: "Young Master, King Qin already knows that you have arrived in Jinling, and he will definitely send people to hunt you down. The subordinates feel that we should leave Jinling as soon as possible."

Bei Chenyue didn't say to leave, nor did he say no to leaving.

He was silent for a while, and asked, "Has Yue Tingfeng made an appointment?"

Qing Mo nodded: "Yue Tingfeng has agreed, he will be here soon."

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door behind him.

Qing Mo hurriedly turned around to open the door.

Bei Chenyue took a deep look at Prince Qin's mansion, then turned and walked towards the inner room.

The door of the room opened, and a young man with the appearance of a fairy came in. He was dressed in white, like a banished fairy descending from the world. He was the famous Yue Tingfeng from Nanchu.

Qing Mo let Yue Tingfeng in, then closed the door, and then went to check the doors and windows.

Bei Chenyue sat in the main seat, and stretched out his hand towards Yue Tingfeng: "Young Master Yue, please sit down."

Yue Tingfeng came over and sat opposite Bei Chenyue.

"Who is your Excellency? I don't know what you can do by inviting me here?"

Yue Tingfeng looked at Bei Chenyue, only to feel that there was a hint of cynicism in the other party's noble temperament.

The temperament of the other party gives people the impression that he is by no means an ordinary person.

However, Yue Tingfeng searched in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out, who is this person in front of him?

Bei Chenyue didn't answer immediately, he started to make tea: "Wushan's snow tea is light and sweet, I only drank it once, and I will never forget this taste. I don't know if Mr. Yue still remembers it." This smell?"

Yue Tingfeng's expression changed, he stood up abruptly, frowned and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Bei Chen smiled lightly, and lowered his hands towards Yue Tingfeng: "Young Master Yue, please be safe, don't be impatient, our conversation hasn't started yet, why are you so impatient?"

Yue Tingfeng was silent for a moment, and finally sat down. However, his face was solemn, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his head seemed to be covered with heavy shackles, which made him feel oppressed.

The eyes that were originally as clear as a banished fairy gradually became gloomy.

Bei Chenyue didn't say a word, but concentrated on making tea seriously.

After a while, the tea was finally brewed. Bei Chenyue poured a cup for Yue Tingfeng, and then pushed it in front of him: "Young Master Yue, try it, but is it the taste of your youth?"

Yue Tingfeng intuitively felt that the man in front of him was extremely dangerous, but he still leaned over, picked up the cup of tea, put it to his lips, and drank half of it.

"How?" Bei Chenyue asked.

Yue Tingfeng put down the teacup: "The tea is good tea, but the method of making the tea is not good, and the taste is a little bit like tea."

Bei Chenyue wasn't angry either, he smiled lightly: "I am not from the Great Moon Kingdom, so naturally I don't know how to make tea in the Great Moon Kingdom. Next time I have a chance, I wonder if Young Master Yue will teach me?"

Yue Tingfeng's heart trembled when he heard it, and he looked at Bei Chen with a more alert face: "Who are you?"

His hand subconsciously touched the soft sword at his waist.

This person, knowing his identity, if he has bad intentions, then he can't keep him.

Bei Chen seemed to see through him: "Young Master Yue, please be safe and don't be impatient. You are not my match, so I advise you not to show your shame in front of me."

(End of this chapter)