Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 770 The Ending (31)
Fenghua despised himself severely in his heart, and then comforted himself, just treat it as a good person and a good deed.

Looking at the eldest prince's appearance, it seems that her performance has entertained him, which is a lot of credit!
Besides, looking at the appearance of this eldest prince, he must have not known what it feels like to laugh for many years!
Fenghua's smile is like brilliant fireworks blooming in the dark night, like the bright morning glow in the sky.

Nan Aotian's heart moved: He saw such a bright smile again, what does it mean to look back and smile at Bai Meisheng, with all kinds of charm lingering on the brows, probably that's it!

Fenghua smiled again, dignified and virtuous, and returned to his previous appearance, and said to Nan Aotian: "Fenghua is frightened, and the tired eldest prince is worried, it is really Fenghua's fault."

He suddenly walked up to her, stroked her long hair with his slender fingers, looked into her beautiful eyes, and asked softly: "How is your body?" His eyes were gentle after the coldness had faded, and his voice was equally elegant It was like the sound of nature, as if there was a magical power that people could not refuse, Fenghua's body trembled: This question is a bit strange!What does it seem to be testing?Or is it implying something?
Fenghua shook his head, he must have thought too much.

She smiled, retreated to a safe place, and said softly: "Thank you, Fenghua, for your concern, the eldest prince. Although I was frightened, I am fine!"

Her answer was still polite and official, as if she didn't hear the tenderness in his words, after all, this is too weird, isn't it?

Nan Aotian looked at her such an official answer, and then saw her retreating footsteps, he just felt that his throat was astringent, as if something was stuck there, he couldn't spit it out, and he couldn't swallow it, which made him feel uncomfortable.

If that person asked such a question, she must not have answered in such a detached and indifferent manner!
If that person had picked up her hair, she wouldn't have escaped like this, right?
He, Nangong Ao, has always been decisive and ruthless, with indifferent emotions. He has never known what jealousy is in this life, but at that moment, looking at her in his arms, he was so jealous that he couldn't control himself. If it wasn't for his inhuman will, I'm afraid Already rushed out.

But now her indifferent attitude made his heart tighten, as if someone had pulled out the most fragile string in his heart, and a sharp tingling sensation surged up all at once.

This kind of stabbing pain is different from the stabbing pain of a sharp knife, but the pain of a blunt knife tearing one after another, surging up from all over the body.

He clenched his hands tightly, his slender fingertips were blue and white, and his hands were covered with veins, but he tried his best to endure.

Is he going to lose again this time?Do you want to watch the person who takes pleasure in robbing him embrace her again to show off his abilities?
No, absolutely not!
Fenghua is not a thing, she is a living, emotional, living person, that person is not love for her, but a kind of revenge for him, just because he has her in his eyes.

love?

What did he say about love, the most unreliable feeling in the world, and his most contemptuous gesture, now actually appeared in his mind.

At this time, a little bit of sadness and sarcasm appeared in his clear and deep eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a hint of coldness and sadness.

The room is dead silent, Nan Aotian doesn't make a sound, Fenghua doesn't make a sound, both of them are sitting on the wooden chair carved with dark flowers and drinking tea.

Besides, Fenghua really didn't know what she had to say to this man, and his expression made her swallow whatever she wanted to say: that expression seemed to be gnashing her teeth.

Sigh, if you don't want to come to see her, then don't come, anyway, they are not familiar with each other, there is no need to act for anyone, and they don't go around silently staring at her now!

Fenghua, I...I... really hope...you can give me some warmth!
This time...just this time, let him obey his own will!
"I'll have someone come to the mansion to propose marriage in a few days!"

After a while, Nan Aotian suddenly uttered such a shocking sentence, his voice was magnetically hoarse and cold, just like today's weather.

When Nan Aotian said this, Fenghua happened to be drinking a sip of water. When he said this, it was like being struck by lightning. He raised his head suddenly in astonishment, and the sip of water almost sprayed out, just on Nan Aotian's face. Aotian's face.

Nan Aotian's eyes sank slightly and he reached out to wipe the water on his face with an inexplicable expression, while Fenghua also covered his lips and coughed heavily, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart: This eldest prince, this joke is too much big.

However, although she has an informal temperament, she has never done such a disrespectful thing when she grows up, and she feels somewhat blushing.

After she realized it, she immediately took out a brocade handkerchief, walked to his side, and wiped his face vigorously. While wiping, she did not forget to excuse herself: "Your Highness, I...I..."

"Ha ha……"

He looks like a drowned rat now!

She wanted to endure it, but it was too funny. The fact that the wise, resolute and ruthless eldest prince turned into a drowned chicken was really funny.

How can she bear it?

Fenghua has not noticed until now that her nature seems to be extremely difficult to conceal in front of Nan Aotian: a woman's intuition has always been keen, perhaps, her intuition has long been clearer than her reason, this cold and ruthless Men won't really hurt her!
Her laughter was like the sound of the wind blowing bells, and it was melodious, just like the oriole he raised when he was young, unconsciously making his lips curl into ice-thin lips, drawing an indifferent and cold arc , a shallow smile.

Nan Aotian passed through the golden light of Duobao Pavilion, and in the mottled light of colored glaze, her eyes sparkled, revealing a faintly peerless beauty.

The more Nan Aotian looked at it, the more he liked it in his heart, and he couldn't help but said again: "How about being my princess?"

Fenghua's laughter came abruptly. If she could turn his words into a joke just now, then she would still take it as a joke with his cautious and expectant tone at this time, then her mind is really broken .

(End of this chapter)