21. Chapter 21 If you have any questions, I will refuse to answer them now
The purpose of Mo Lan's coming to the palace banquet tonight is very simple, just to meet the legendary Seventh Princess. In fact, he is not that curious, but he just feels that if he does not come, he will regret it. He has always believed in his feelings, so he
Here he is. It’s just that he never expected that the seventh princess would be her - the proud, self-sufficient woman dressed in aqua blue clothes in front of the General’s Mansion, smiling evilly. At that moment, Mo Lan felt that her heart was
He seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss. His feeling was really wrong, and only later did he regret it.
She smiled at that person, her eyes full of shyness and tenderness. Mo Lan felt as if his heart had been stabbed hard by someone. It was about to become scarred, but was torn apart again. That feeling was unforgettable.
He himself never thought that a casual encounter would allow that woman to leisurely walk into his heart, take root, and sprout. But he allowed his eager heart to water and fertilize the seed, allowing her to thrive.
He thought about the scene of them meeting again countless times, but he never thought that they would meet in this deep palace. Her eyes didn't even stay on him for as long as Mo Yu. In fact, he understood
, she hated Mo Yu for destroying Shuiyun Palace. But whenever she thought that he was not in her heart or even in her eyes, her heart would hurt involuntarily.
His eyes never left her. He saw her staring at the food on the table, swallowing her saliva, and looking at the man pitifully. "She must be hungry, right?" Mo Lan felt distressed in his heart. That man, he was before.
I have seen him ruthless, arrogant, and possessing the aura of looking down on the world. If it weren't for the fact that the queen fell out of favor, as the best prince and the queen of the palace, the position of the prince would not fall to Feng Juechen anyway.
.Even if he is not the prince, his strength and power cannot be underestimated, so he will definitely not do anything disgraceful because she is hungry. But he thought wrong again, he saw the man's doting smile
Laughing, regardless of the fact that he might become the butt of all the jokes, he asked the emperor to hold a banquet... In another moment, Mo Lan understood. That person loved her as much as he did, so should he be worried?
Looking at Jiao Xiaoliu, who was smiling like a flower, Mo Lan felt relieved.
It was not until later that Jiao Xiaoliu, who was slow to respond to feelings and was very stubborn, did not know Mo Lan's feelings for him. Of course, this is all a story later.
Feng Qianchen touched Jiao Xiaoliu's head and said, "Silly girl."
Jiao Xiaoliu was devouring his food and replied vaguely, "You are stupid." After swallowing all the food in his mouth, he said to Feng Qianchen again: "Can't you pay attention to your image?"
"Silly girl, my image is completely insignificant compared to yours." Feng Qian smiled in the morning.
"Suddenly, a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed on the trees." Jiao Xiaoliu shook his head and read in a formal voice.
"What is that?" Feng Qianchen continued to laugh.
"Just a poem." Jiao Xiaoliu curled his lips in disgust. He didn't even know such a famous poem.
"Who wrote it? You?" Prince Bingshan turned into a curious baby in a minute!
Jiao Xiaoliu twitched the corners of her lips, "Yes." She shouted in her heart, "Master Li Bai, I'm sorry for you." (Hey! Miss Jiao, the person you want to apologize to should obviously be Cen Shen, okay?
"What does this mean?" A certain prince continued to be curious.
"Don't you understand this?" Jiao Xiaoliu rolled his eyes at Feng Qianchen and continued eating.
"I understand the meaning. But, what is the reason why you are reading this poem now?"
Stopping the chopsticks in his hand again, Jiao Xiaoliu looked at Feng Qianchen seriously and said affectionately: "Because your smile is as warm as spring. So I read it out. Are there any other questions?"
Feng Qianchen smiled even more and nodded, "No more."
"Then I will continue eating. If you have any questions, I refuse to answer them now."
"..." Mo Lan's purpose for coming to the palace banquet tonight is very simple, just to meet the legendary Seventh Princess. In fact, he is not that curious, but he just feels that if he doesn't come, he will regret it. He always believes in his feelings.
, so, he came. But he never expected that the seventh princess would be her - the woman who was dressed in aqua blue clothes in front of the general's palace, proud, self-sufficient, and smiling evilly. At that moment, Mo Lan
He felt as if his heart had fallen into a bottomless abyss. His feeling was really wrong, and only then did he regret it.
She smiled at that person, her eyes full of shyness and tenderness. Mo Lan felt as if his heart had been stabbed hard by someone. It was about to become scarred, but was torn apart again. That feeling was unforgettable.
He himself never thought that a casual encounter would allow that woman to leisurely walk into his heart, take root, and sprout. But he allowed his eager heart to water and fertilize the seed, allowing her to thrive.
He thought about the scene of them meeting again countless times, but he never thought that they would meet in this deep palace. Her eyes didn't even stay on him for as long as Mo Yu. In fact, he understood
, she hated Mo Yu for destroying Shuiyun Palace. But whenever she thought that he was not in her heart or even in her eyes, her heart would hurt involuntarily.
His eyes never left her. He saw her staring at the food on the table, swallowing her saliva, and looking at the man pitifully. "She must be hungry, right?" Mo Lan felt distressed in his heart. That man, he was before.
I have seen him ruthless, arrogant, and possessing the aura of looking down on the world. If it weren't for the fact that the queen fell out of favor, as the best prince and the queen of the palace, the position of the prince would not fall to Feng Juechen anyway.
.Even if he is not the prince, his strength and power cannot be underestimated, so he will definitely not do anything disgraceful because she is hungry. But he thought wrong again, he saw the man's doting smile
Laughing, regardless of the fact that he might become the butt of all the jokes, he asked the emperor to hold a banquet... In another moment, Mo Lan understood. That person loved her as much as he did, so should he be worried?
Looking at Jiao Xiaoliu, who was smiling like a flower, Mo Lan felt relieved.
It was not until later that Jiao Xiaoliu, who was slow to respond to feelings and was very stubborn, did not know Mo Lan's feelings for him. Of course, this is all a story later.
Feng Qianchen touched Jiao Xiaoliu's head and said, "Silly girl."
Jiao Xiaoliu was devouring his food and replied vaguely, "You are stupid." After swallowing all the food in his mouth, he said to Feng Qianchen again: "Can't you pay attention to your image?"
"Silly girl, my image is completely insignificant compared to yours." Feng Qian smiled in the morning.
"Suddenly, a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed on the trees." Jiao Xiaoliu shook his head and read in a formal voice.
"What is that?" Feng Qianchen continued to laugh.
"Just a poem." Jiao Xiaoliu curled his lips in disgust. He didn't even know such a famous poem.
"Who wrote it? You?" Prince Bingshan turned into a curious baby in a minute!
Jiao Xiaoliu twitched the corners of her lips, "Yes." She shouted in her heart, "Master Li Bai, I'm sorry for you." (Hey! Miss Jiao, the person you want to apologize to should obviously be Cen Shen, okay?
"What does this mean?" A certain prince continued to be curious.
"Don't you understand this?" Jiao Xiaoliu rolled his eyes at Feng Qianchen and continued eating.
"I understand the meaning. But, what is the reason why you are reading this poem now?"
Stopping the chopsticks in his hand again, Jiao Xiaoliu looked at Feng Qianchen seriously and said affectionately: "Because your smile is as warm as spring. So I read it out. Are there any other questions?"
Feng Qianchen smiled even more and nodded, "No more."
"Then I will continue eating. If you have any questions, I refuse to answer them now."
