Eternal Love

   Chapter 46: Making Friends (3)

First of all, Zhou Cheng knew her very well, so she said coldly to him; Zhao Ziheng's words are unlikely, and he said that he saw her, but left without seeing her, and he was so devoted to the dead queen. She is interesting? I think so, but if Tai’an Temple’s presidency is true, then Yinyin may really become a chaotic person in the world, because if the two powers that are involved in maintaining peace in the world turn back to each other because of her, they will face each other. The consequences are unimaginable. Even if what Tai'an Temple presided over is only big talk, but if it is true, the seriousness of the consequences cannot be ignored.

   "Young Master Feng seems to know everything about the world?"

  "Everybody knows things, but I’m just talking about it—"

   "Then you have to be as good at speaking as Feng Gongzi, right?"

   "The princess has won the prize!"

   "I've said it, don't call it that outside, just call me by my name—"

  "Yinyin?"

"Ok!"

   "If that's the case, you might as well call me by my name. It would be unfair if I only call it—"

"This-"

  That being said, can Yinyin call Feng Qinghan's name directly, feeling a bit shy?

"Uh?"

Feng Qinghan made a look of expectation and looked at Yinyin deeply, which made Yinyin even more embarrassed.

  "...Cold—"

After Yinyin whispered Feng Qinghan's name, she immediately turned her head around, always feeling very shy. Yinyin's reaction made Feng Qinghan a little happy. The two of them were talking, and Lei'er and Xiuying behind them were busy. Looking west, there is no time to care about the expression of the master in front of him. Feng Yan has seen it, but there is no wavering. It seems to be commonplace.

After   , she continued to walk, and when she saw new things, Yinyin would stop and take a look, and then stopped in front of a stall selling novelty items...

"Is it fun?"

  Yinyin picked up a novel theater mask and put on cover her face to ask Feng Qinghan

   "Well, very creative—"

After answering Yinyin's words, Feng Qinghan also took a look at the mask. The unique pattern and workmanship showed the exotic characteristics of different tastes. Xiuying and Leier also picked up different masks to try on. , The owner of the stall was already overwhelmed just seeing Yinyin, and even more dumbfounded when he saw Feng Qinghan...

  "Miss, miss, look at this—"

  Leier held a red mask and excitedly recommended it to Yinyin. Indeed, this mask is more beautiful and unique than the one on her hand. As a result, the mask was tried on her face...

   "Do you want to sing a play?"

   "It's really like that, just sell this, miss—"

  After hearing Lei’er say this, Feng Qinghan was the first to act, and turned to the stall owner and said, “Boss, how much is that?”

  The stall owner looked at Feng Qinghan with his eyes wandering, and did not react to Feng Qinghan’s inquiry...

  "Wind inflammation—"

"Yes!"

Feng Qinghan didn't have the slightest surprise. He called Fengyan. After hearing the call, Feng Qinghan stepped forward. Feng Qinghan turned to Yinyin who was playing with Lei'er and the others. Feng Yan patted his hands and the stall owner was startled. A pair like just waking up from a dream...

   "Those masters of my house want it, this is money—"

  Feng Yan took out an ingot of shiny gold and placed it on the stall. There was no expression, which made the stall owner a little flustered. However, seeing the gold was different, and his eyes shone straight.

   "Yinyin, let's go."

   "Huh? Then this—"

   "I have taken it down, you can just take it away, and the same in your hands."

  Feng Qinghan interrupted her without waiting for Yinyin to finish her mouth. Yinyin was stunned and bought it? The two on hand? Besides, there are probably seven or eight in the hands of Lei Er and Xiuying, right? Turning his head a little, I saw Feng Yan behind Feng Qingyang and the stall owner who was drooling with gold in both hands. They were really neat. One ingot of gold was enough to buy the entire stall. It was really lavish, just Yinyin. Did not say it.

   left the mask booth. Of course, Xiuying and Leier, who followed Yinyin’s stuff, took care of it. The two seemed to be having a great time. Seeing how happy they are, it’s clear that they have just met recently, haven’t they?

   "Are you worried that the two of them are playing involuntarily and have no time to pay attention to the surroundings?"

"Uh?"

   Yinyin turned her head in surprise, with a look of surprise, as if she was saying, ‘how do you know everything? ’Expression.

   "Don't worry, there is wind inflammation."

Feng Qinghan tapped the folding fan in her hand all the way forward. Yinyin turned her head and looked back. Sure enough, Feng Yan walked behind Xiuying and Lei'er, as if protecting them. When did he go behind? ? Didn’t you still follow Feng Qinghan just now?

Just as Yinyin looked back and thought, someone suddenly hugged her from behind and stopped her. Yinyin turned her head back for the first time. It turned out that it was Feng Qinghan, and she was only a short distance away behind Feng Qinghan. In the distance, a carriage hurriedly passed by. It seems that Yinyin was too focused on the things behind her and forgot to look at the road, so Feng Qinghan came to help with her body and should be rescued...

   "It's really accidental—"

  Feng Qinghan held Yinyin in his arms, turning his head to the carriage that had just passed by and faintly.

  "Miss—"

Xiuying and Leier, who were not far behind, were also pulled back to her senses by this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward, Feng Qinghan also released Yinyin, Yinyin was only slightly frightened, and was also acted by Feng Qinghan. …

   "Miss, are you okay?"

   "Well, it was just a shock."

Yinyin feels ashamed, she was still worried about Xiuying and Leier whether she would be too focused on having fun and forget to watch the road. She didn’t expect that she would become like this because she didn’t concentrate. She was still in front of the wind before The performance is so clear, it's a bit embarrassing to think about it now...