"I'm sorry, sister, I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore." Wen Weiling was still worried in her heart.
However, if a person like her could lose her memory so easily, she would not be her. She has been unruly and willful for so many years. How could she change it at any time? The fear caused by Feng Qinghan will probably only last for a while. After all, she is indeed today.
Didn't receive any lessons.
There was a little voice in her heart telling her that the Ninth Prince did not dare to do anything to her. She was the second young lady of the Hou family, and the emperor had to give some face to the Hou family, let alone just the Ninth Prince.
I didn't care about getting married last time, so I won't care about such small things anymore.
She thought well and was proud of her ideas.
Suddenly, a voice startled Wen Weiling and Wen Weining. They both looked at the speaker. When they saw it was the prince, they immediately wanted to salute to the prince, but the prince waved his hand to signal them not to, "There is no need to salute today, eldest lady."
The song just now was so beautiful that it still lingers in my ears, and I unconsciously came over to talk to the eldest lady. Wouldn’t the eldest lady blame me for being abrupt?"
"Wei Ning doesn't dare. It's Wei Ning's honor that the poor piano music can reach the ears of the prince." Wen Weining returned to her dignified and ladylike appearance, and her beautiful face fascinated the prince.
It would be a pity if such a beauty did not belong to him.
"Young lady, you don't have to be modest. Good is good. I still have this talent for appreciation, or do you think that I don't understand music?" The prince said with a smile, but there was a coldness in his eyes. He was headstrong.
He is used to it, and he never likes others to deny him. Even the beauty he likes cannot change this.
Naturally, Wen Weining did not dare to deny it anymore, and could only smile slightly at the prince, looking a little shy.
He lowered his head slightly to control the line between his chin and neck just right, like a delicate handicraft. With his reddish cheeks, the prince's heart was so excited that he had the urge to take Wen Weining back immediately.
Wen Weiling on the side was a little unhappy when she saw that the prince only talked to Wen Weining, but now she had no shame in staying any longer, so she took her maid back. She was very embarrassed today, and she needed to stay at home for a few days.
OK.
After she left, only Wen Weining and the prince were left, which made Wen Weining uncomfortable. Wen Weining did not like the prince. Although the prince was handsome, he really looked feminine and gloomy.
, In addition, he is really a fool. If he were not the son of the queen, he would definitely not be able to sit on the throne of the prince.
Seeing that Feng Churui had left, Wen Weining wanted to leave even more. However, the prince had no intention of leaving, which made her very helpless. She would definitely not be able to drive the prince away, otherwise there would be no good consequences for angering the prince.
She suddenly raised her hand to rub her temples, which seemed very bad. When the maid next to her saw Wen Weining like this, she immediately exclaimed: "Miss, miss, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy. It's okay." Wen Weining smiled at the maid, looking a little weak.
"Is this okay? You should go back home quickly. Come on, I will take you back." The prince reached out to help Wen Weining, regardless of the fact that he was outside. Wen Weining immediately avoided it. Why?