Yu Min saw Feng Yao clearly. Under the bright moonlight, her white clothes were as white as snow, and her face was stunning. The coldness in the corner of her eyes and eyebrows was like a thorn, piercing his heart.
"Princess?" Yu Min smiled instead of being angry. He looked at Feng Yao with a sinister look and said, "Yao'er, do you have a bad memory? Or are you really in love with Yu Liu?"
Feng Yao was slightly surprised and replied nonchalantly: "Even if I really fall in love with him, what about you? You are the one who wants me to marry him. What's so strange about me falling in love with someone like him?"
"Feng Yao said all this just to stimulate Yu Min. Otherwise, given Feng Yao's personality, he would have just replied, "It's your business."
"You really fell in love with him? Feng Yao, have you forgotten your promise to me?" Yumin was so angry that he yelled out regardless, and his pale face gradually turned red.
Feng Yao chuckled lightly, but that smile was very cold, like ice, "Promise? Seventh Emperor Brother, when did I give you a promise?"
Feng Yao's efforts to distance herself from the relationship irritated Yu Min even more. He strode towards her with a gloomy face and scarlet eyes.
"Yu Min, if you dare to take a step forward again, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Yumin just paused after hearing this, and then continued to walk towards Fengyao. Fengyao's eyes were slightly cold, and she put her right hand on her waist, as if it were a bare hand, and swung a long whip from her waist like a silver snake, and struck Yumin directly.
Min.
The long whip broke through the air and came towards him. Yumin was startled and turned over to avoid the long whip. However, his face was still inevitably swept by the tip of the whip, and there was a faint trace of blood.
Feng Yao withdrew his long whip and warned in a cold voice: "If you come closer to me again, your face won't be hurt."
Yumin touched the slapped cheek, his eyes full of shock, "You hit me? Yao'er, you hit me for Yuliu? Do you remember what you once said? You said you would only like me. You said
You would marry me, why are you doing this to me now?"
Yumin complained hoarsely, and Fengyao narrowed his eyes slightly. From just now, she noticed that when Yumin saw her face, there was an undisguised surprise, and there was no strange expression, as if he had always known what was on her face.
There are no birthmarks.
A dangerous dark light flashed in the slightly narrowed Feng eyes, and Feng Yao asked: "Aren't you curious about my face?"
Feng Yao didn't answer Yu Min's series of questions, which made Yu Min even more panicked. Things seemed to be not what he expected. He wanted to know why Feng Yao became like this and became so strange? She and Yu Liu just got along.
How long did it take for such deep feelings to arise? There must have been something wrong. It must have happened!
"You are not Yao'er!" Yumin is very sure that a person's appearance and personality will change, but his temperament will not change so much. The Yao'er he knows is timid, cowardly, simple and naive, and will not be like the woman in front of him.
He has a cold and stern look and an air of keeping strangers away.
Feng Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was a little curious as to how Yu Min guessed it.
"Of course I'm not your Yao'er, I'm Feng Yao." This is the truth. It's none of her business if she understands or not.
"You're lying! Where did you hide Yao'er? It's Yu Liu, right? He just hid Yao'er under the guise of being sick, right?" Yu Min spoke so loudly that he had completely forgotten that he was secretly hiding Yao'er.
Running into the Prince's Mansion, he was only angry at the moment.
Feng Yao almost clapped her hands, but she was so stupid that she could write a drama about a civet cat exchanging for a prince. However, she was very unhappy when he slandered Yu Liu in front of her!