Shui Jingxue turned around and looked at Man Qianhuan, "You can stay there casually, see you during dinner."
Man Qianhuan held her little daughter's hand, "Goodbye"
Her eyebrows and eyes were all elegant, but when she saw Chongjian, her heart trembled for a moment.
Always, that boy looks like Dugu Yanjin
But she didn't ask much, and left with Xiaodie
Returning to Fengyi Palace, Ningyue returns to the palace to rest, the little prince is not there, Shui Jingxue sits on the couch, Duanmu Jifeng stands aside
"Zhuobai, do you like Ningyue?"
Zhuobai was stunned and nodded in response
"Then... If Ningyue likes you, would you marry her?" Shui Jingxue said directly
Zhuobai shook his head, "Little Wildcat, I like Ningyue, I just treat her like a sister, not that kind of like? Oh, does the little Wildcat want me to be a horse?"
Duanmu Jifeng glared at him angrily
However, what if Ningyue really suddenly falls in love with Zhuobai?
Zhuobai probably won’t marry her?
"If we had this intention, would you... marry her?"
Shui Jingxue took a sip of tea and asked softly
Zhuobai still shook his head, "She won't like me, little wild cat, don't worry, she is like this, just to make the ravine."
"Qi Chongjian? Impossible? Ningyue is simple..." Duanmu Jifeng shut up suddenly
When I first saw Shui Jingxue, didn’t I think she was simple? This little man is still tricky.
"No matter what, if you don't like Ningyue, try to stay away from her as much as possible... Alas, this kid"
Shui Jingxue was a little worried. Ningyue was even more naughty than her. She finally grew so big. Now she is annoyed about her lifelong affairs again.
Zhuobai nodded, "I can do it, don't worry."
He smiled lightly and was confident
After a few days, Ningyue really stopped looking for Zhuobai
Although I have been looking for it these days, Zhuobai has been missing, and he is using the excuse to have fun with Mei Ji.
In a fit of anger, Ningyue ran to Shui Jingxue to complain, but Shui Jingxue ignored it
Zhuobai lay comfortably on the couch, and a palace maid gently pressed his back
The face of the palace maid is covered with pink clouds. After all, she is still in contact with such a handsome man.