"Prince Feng, please," the three of them were sitting in the pavilion. Hua Xianyu was serving Mu Feng's unique snacks in Snow City.
Han Zhan sat next to Hua Xianyu. As the prime minister of Xuecheng, this was his duty, but Han Zhan didn't look like a responsible person at all.
"I heard that the prince is looking for the princess?" Han Zhan raised his eyebrows. He would always say this in quiet moments, as if he was sitting expressionless, as if to heighten the atmosphere.
Mu Feng originally thought that Mo Yan would come out to meet him in person, but he didn't expect that only Hua Xianyu and Han Zhan came, and Mo Yan didn't even see their shadow.
"Why don't Mr. Xue from your country come out to meet you?" Underneath his calm expression, there were waves. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Mu Feng's heart. Isn't he worthy of meeting?
Mo Yan didn't meet Mu Feng when he left Mu country, and they haven't seen each other since what happened. This time Mu Feng came here specifically to see Mo Yan, but Mo Yan was nowhere to be seen, which made Mu Feng
How can Feng let go of his long-term forbearance?
"Oh?" Hua Xianyu pretended to be distressed, "Xue has always been like this. He will never come out to meet unimportant people."
"What does the city lord mean by this?" The person on Mu Feng's side stood up, "Isn't my prince worthy of being seen by Young Master Xue?"
"Ali, get out of the way," Mu Feng said coldly, motioning for the man to stand aside, and then said, "I am here this time to ask Mr. Xue for advice."
"There's no need for that," Hua Xianyu refused directly. The eyes of the target, Mu Feng, were radiant. To be precise, there were sparks in the air for an instant, and then calmed down again, as if that moment was just an illusion, "Xue and this city lord
They come from the same school, and what they have learned is almost the same. If the prince wants to..."
"No need," Mu Feng glanced at Hua Xianyu and sensed Hua Xianyu's hostility. He was not surprised at all. He had long heard that the city lord had too close contact with Mr. Xue. He thought that Hua Xianyu had no respect for him.
My junior brother also has wrong ideas
"If the prince doesn't dislike it, you can play a game of chess with me," Han Zhan said after taking a leisurely sip of tea, "I don't know why in the past two days, maybe Xue is sick and hasn't come out yet."
When he heard that Mo Yan was sick, Mu Feng couldn't help but frown. He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.
"In that case, I will go and visit later..."
"No need," Hua Xianyu interrupted Mu Feng again, "Forgive me, City Lord, to be blunt, the prince is just a familiar stranger to Mr. Xue. What he needs now is to rest."
Mu Feng looked at Hua Xianyu intently, and Hua Xianyu looked at Mu Feng like a proud peacock. One of them was like an iceberg, and the other was like a child who got candy.
"By the way, two days ago, Xue said that he happened to be free today," Han Zhan whispered as if he didn't feel the flames of war at all, and then he spoke louder as if he suddenly woke up, "Why don't we go to Wumingju together?
The food prepared by the boy’s cook is not so good.”
Hua Xianyu's face turned pale and she looked at Han Zhan angrily, while Han Zhan looked at Mu Feng hospitably and said, "Your Majesty, please"
Hua Xianyu was ignored by Han Zhan and was very annoyed. He really wanted to have a big fight with Han Zhan, but now he had no choice but to go with Mu Feng and Han Zhan. No one saw Hua Xianyu facing each other.
The person on one side made a look, and then the person quietly retreated.