Chapter 80 Don't Believe
Chapter 80 Don’t believe it
Seeing that the figure was about to be reflected on the door, Feng Yanyan glanced at Ling Xue, raised her hand, took the round fan from the table on the couch, and opened the door first before it was knocked open.
The beauty in red has charming eyes, skin as good as snow, and a slender waist.
The breeze floats lightly, and even the hair falling in front of you is charming.
She leaned slightly against the door frame, swaying her wrist slightly, fanning herself in the wind, and smiling like a flower.
She has the delicacy of a stunning beauty and the sophistication of a boss lady.
While talking and laughing, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, "I thought it was someone who was making the noise, but it turned out to be Prince Duan. I wonder what the prince wants from me?"
All the bosses appeared, but the shopkeeper didn't stay any longer and quietly left.
Yu Wenhui finally saw the person he wanted to see. He couldn't control his excitement. With starry eyes, he turned aside the shopkeeper and took a step forward. He said attentively, "Miss Yanyan, I wonder if you are interested in going to see them together?"
Lanterns?"
He came directly from Jingzhao Mansion.
But the shopkeeper kept stopping him and wouldn't let him come over.
Am I mistaken, he is also a prince after all.
Even if he is a waste...no, the one who is more idle is still the prince.
How could I ask a shopkeeper to stop me?
"Lantern?"
Feng Yanyan murmured softly.
When he lowered his eyebrows, he frowned slightly and waved his fan slightly, as if he was thinking, "Your Majesty, walking with me, I'm afraid I will attract criticism."
Scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, merchants ranked last.
Don't mention his identity as a prince.
Even ordinary officials would mind being in close contact with merchants and the like.
Yu Wenhui smiled brightly and waved the folding fan in his hand as he parted his lips. He was a charming and elegant young man.
"Let others say whatever they like. It is my blessing to be able to walk with Miss Yanyan for three lifetimes."
However, the next moment, he asked in confusion, "What does it smell like?"
He took a few steps closer and sniffed again, confused, "Why does this king smell like blood?"
Ling Xue, who was behind the door, heard footsteps. Although she couldn't see what was going on outside, she was already on alert, holding a soft sword on her waist.
Feng Yanyan's smile did not diminish after hearing his words. Liang Liang glanced over and stopped shaking the fan in her hand.
"Are you kidding, Your Majesty? Saying such words in the store will affect Yanyan's business."
The final sound is rising, with a three-point warmth and softness.
It's not coquettish, but it makes those who hear it feel particularly comfortable.
Yu Wenhui was the one who was fascinated.
He smiled innocently, "My sense of smell is much more sensitive than ordinary people. Maybe I smelled it wrong."
Feng Yanyan smiled charmingly, raised her eyes slightly and looked into the distance, "Since the prince has come to invite you, Yanyan is disrespectful."
"OK."
Feng Yanyan closed the door, paused for a moment, and then told the shopkeeper a few words before walking with Yu Wenhui.
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In summer, Beiyu State has the custom of setting off lanterns.
Most of the people on the street are young men and women.
There are flowering lanterns placed on the water, and the scene is very beautiful.
Yu Wenhui came over with a lantern.
Feng Yanyan didn't take it.
She knows a lot about lanterns.
According to the custom of Beiyu Kingdom, men give women lanterns to express their love.
If a woman accepts a lantern, it means she has a good impression.
What needs to be considered next is the other person’s family background and character.
When she first arrived in Beiyu, she went to several shows and saw those blushing young men and women.
She gently fanned the wind with a round fan. Even if she did nothing, just standing by the water was the most beautiful scene at night.
Seeing the burning light in Yu Wenhui's eyes, she said frankly, "Your Majesty, I don't believe this."
Chapter completed!