"This is our young master, Young Master Liye." Butler Yue followed Chu Qingge's gaze and looked at the figure in the distance.
Speaking of his young master, Butler Yue had an air of pride in his words.
"Although our young owner doesn't like to talk and doesn't like to get along with others, he is quite nice."
"Okay?" Qingge smiled lightly.
As far as she knew, the prince's temper was not good at all.
However, I heard that even if he is not good with girls, he may not be so irritable with servants.
What's more, when we met again this time, after he recovered from his serious injury, he seemed very indifferent.
Between the brows, there was a little less violence, but a little more tranquility.
Sure enough, when there is not much burden in his heart, he can actually be as light as water and as cool as the wind.
Maybe days like this are more comfortable and peaceful.
But the premise is that the person behind it really wants to give him a comfortable life.
Qingge stood in the corridor, her eyes always falling on Li Ye in the distance.
Probably feeling her unrestrained gaze, Liye felt a little bored, stood up and left.
Behind him were his two maids.
However, the two maids followed him from a distance and did not dare to come even half a step closer.
Qingge looked at Li Ye's retreating figure and couldn't help but smile: "The owner of your farm seems to be particularly fond of handsome men."
But she knew that the so-called owner of the village who wanted to see her now could not be her.
That person, she thought about deeply and deeply.
"Our village owner doesn't have such a hobby..." Butler Yue just smiled lightly and said nothing more.
Looking at the pavilion in front of him, he said: "Girl, the owner of the village is waiting under the pavilion. He also invites the girl to go over and get together first."
Li Ye walked away until he could no longer be seen.
Chu Qingge withdrew her gaze and walked under the pavilion with Butler Yue.
A middle-aged woman, as she expected, it was impossible for her to see Nan Xing easily.
The relationships in this villa are complicated and complex, and there is no need for her to act rashly until the relationship between all the characters is clear.
"The owner of the village?"
"Exactly." Li Huaxing nodded and made an invitation: "Ninth Princess, please sit down."
Qingge sat down opposite her.
"Since the owner of the village has made his words clear, can you also tell me what happened to the prince?"
"The prince?" Li Huaxing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sorry, there is only one young master Li Ye in our villa, and there is no prince Feng Liye."
She didn't want to admit it, but she did make it clear.
Is it Liye or Fengliye, what’s the difference?
Anyway, it's him.
"Princess, please have some tea." Butler Yue poured her a cup of fragrant tea.
Li Huaxing was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "Ha, the ninth princess is really interesting. It's really... ha, it's more interesting than I thought."
"But I don't think you are interesting." Qingge's expression was indifferent. She was indeed not interested in her at all as the owner of Zhaixingshan Villa.
"I just want to see the person behind you."
This time, it was Li Huaxing's turn to be stunned.
"Is this... the person behind this?"
"There is no need for the owner to hide him. The woman in white who carried the prince away on the battlefield that day was Nan Xing."
Things have reached this point, and continuing to be secretive will only waste time.
