Chapter 117: Can you keep me company tonight?

each one.Until the very end, with a “bang,” he locked himself in the room.Her body went limp and she slumped to the floor beside the door.My heart, it hurts so much, here, it hurts so much!Shen Siyin...Because of what, the wind certainly can't be said.

I heard today that the Ninth Princess fell ill and fainted. The Crown Prince had visited her.

At that time, he was still by the side of the young master.

But the nine princess they saw showed no signs of weakness at all. Instead, they saw her laughing and chatting with the wind.

Could it be that's all it takes

Moreover, during the magistrate's time, that night, both he and his master heard with their own ears the princess say that she wanted Feng Si to be her consort.

If the young master truly dislikes Feng Si because of this, wouldn't that damage the young master's cool and composed image

How could he ruin the young master's reputation

Feng Zhao thought for a moment, feeling helpless. He only glanced at Feng Si and said in a bland tone: "It's probably... you are too attractive to girls. Grandpa is not happy to have such an... unruly general."

"Me" I'm too popular with the girls

A gust of wind suddenly caught him off guard. He couldn't accept this statement.

He had no thoughts about his own face. Having been on campaigns for so many years, he was almost forgetting what he looked like.

But, who doesn't know that the young master is the most handsome man in the army

No, it's the whole Chu state. The crown prince's captivating beauty is also unparalleled.

Even the most beautiful girl, standing before the young master, would feel ashamed of herself.

How could such a low-class character compare to the young master

Would the young master dislike him for this reason It's simply the most ridiculous joke under heaven!

"I don't care!" Feng swept a glance at Fengzao, his eyes dangerously intense.

"Dare to speak nonsense and slander my reputation again, and I'll chop you up!"

He turned, leapt onto his horse, and rode away.

From afar, one could still see him directing the patrol squad and hurrying toward the front of the formation.

Feng sighed deeply, his face full of resentment.

Come on, he's not lying.

I wonder how terrifying the murderous aura of the young master was that night after hearing what the Ninth Miss had said to him

However, this really does damage the Prince's noble and aloof reputation.

Let's just... keep it all to myself.

That night, Feng Liye accompanied Chu Weiyun for dinner.

Just as she was about to leave, Chu Weiyun, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke, "Ye Gege..."

"Is something the matter" Feng Liye turned his head and looked at her.

She hasn't spoken all day. Today, Rou'er said she wasn't feeling well. The military doctor came to see her, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

Mostly, I'm still depressed inside.

Considering all she had been through before, Feng Liye's patience was a few points higher than usual.

"Where are you uncomfortable I'll have the military doctor take a look at you."

Chu Weiyun shook her head, only raising her pale face to look at him.

Feng Liye remained silent, waiting.

After a while, Chu Weiyun whispered: "Night Brother, tonight... could you stay with me"

"Men and women do not have close relationships." There is no room for anything else.

Chu Weiyun bit her lip and lowered her eyelids.

But in the blink of an eye, two teardrops as big as beans rolled down her cheeks.

"If Mother were still here, she would be with me tonight."

Feng Li's eyes darkened slightly, and a twinge of guilt flashed in her heart.

She lost her mother, and she is inextricably linked to their family.

But, keeping her company at night would be inconvenient.

"I will come over tomorrow morning to have a meal with you."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away.

Only after he left did Rou'er come in, walking carefully and saying, "My lady, the young master...is much kinder to you than before. My lady, there's no need to rush this, we must take it step by step."

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