The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

On the way down the mountain, Feng Qi saw that Zhuo Ye's expression was a little gloomy, and he was not at all excited that he should have won the first place, so he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking?"

Zhuo Ye sighed, and said: "I'm thinking about Ran Wenzhi... maybe... I shouldn't participate in this poetry meeting..." Recalling Ran Wenzhi's last expression of frustration, loneliness, and unwillingness, Zhuo Ye felt guilty, her No .1 was obtained by cheating, but it was not what she expected to hit a long-lost student so deeply...

Hearing this, Feng Qi understood, smiled and comforted her and said, "You don't have to be like this, he is full of poems and books, he should understand the truth of 'there are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people', no one's life is everything goes smoothly, if I can't even resist this blow, and I've failed my talent, so I won't be able to do anything in the future."

After hearing Feng Qi's words, Zhuo Ye suddenly became enlightened, turned his head to Feng Qi with a bright smile, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

Feng Qi looked at her smiling face greedily, and after a while, said quietly: "Smile more from now on, it's so beautiful..."

Zhuo Ye heard too many compliments in modern times, but he didn't care, but Feng San couldn't help frowning when he heard it...

Qing Zhu couldn't help but pouted and looked at Zhuo Ye twice more.

Zhuo Ye took out the 100 taels of silver notes from his pocket, handed them to Feng Qi pretending to be generous, and said, "Here, your 100 taels of writing fee."

Qing Zhu rolled her eyes at the side, 100 taels... she was ashamed to say it!His son's handwriting is hard to come by...

Feng Qi was not polite either, she took the bank note with a smile and put it in her arms.

Zhuo Ye saw that Feng Qi had actually accepted the bank note, he couldn't help feeling a little heartbroken, and couldn't help but secretly slander: "Obviously he is a master who is not short of money, so he has the nerve to accept this little money from me, it's really not kind, not kind ..."

Back in the city, Feng Qi asked Zhuo Ye: "Should I find something to eat at a nearby restaurant, or go to Lanyue Lake to eat later?"

Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Qi's bloodless face, felt a little unbearable, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm tired and hungry, let's find a place to eat and rest."

Feng Qi smiled, her eyes glowed softly...

Feng San pursed her lips, and took the lead to enter a nearby restaurant...

After dinner, night fell, and the night market on Qilin Street was filled with lanterns from all the paralyzed shops, and all kinds of cries came and went, creating a noisy and lively scene.

This is the first time for Zhuo Ye to visit the ancient night scene. He walks around with great interest, touches and sees, but doesn't see what she buys.

Feng Qi wondered, "Don't you want to buy something back?"

Zhuo Ye said indifferently: "It's all things I don't need. What are you buying them for? It's a waste of money and takes up space, and it also buryes its value."

"Since you like it, why worry so much?" Feng Qi said warmly.

"Some things, just appreciate them, you don't have to have them." Zhuo Ye replied casually while fiddling with a porcelain vase in his hand.

Feng Qi looked at Zhuo Ye with a strange look for a while, then suddenly smiled softly, without saying anything...

Feng San pursed her lips habitually...