The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

Shengjing, the capital of Tianshuo Kingdom.

Standing in front of a mansion that was more solemn and luxurious than Xiaoyiju in Fengcheng, Zhuo Ye raised her eyes to look above the vermilion lacquered gate, and the three big characters of "Prince Jin's Mansion" came into her eyes impressively.

Although Zhuo Ye was no longer surprised, she still couldn't help sighing in her heart, the vortex she avoided only feared!I still stepped in, and I don’t know when I will find a chance to get out...

Feng Qi, who was helped out of the carriage by Qingzhu, looked at Zhuo Ye's complicated expression, and couldn't help asking softly: "Miss Zhuo, are you blaming us...?"

What are you blaming?Blame you for forcing yourself to stay?Or blame you for concealing your identity?Zhuo Ye smiled wryly in his heart, shook his head, and did not speak.

Didn't they already notice that she already guessed that their identities are unusual...

"My name is Feng Linge." Feng Qi said softly, glanced at Feng San who had already stepped into the door, and said: "The third brother's name is Feng Lince."

Sure enough... they are all direct descendants of the royal family... Zhuo Ye sighed again.

"Is the lord going to stand at the door and talk to Zhuo Ye?" Zhuo Ye glanced at Qing Zhu who had been staring at her angrily, and said.She knew that he couldn't bear his prince to stand outside for a long time.

Feng Linge sighed slightly: "Ms. Zhuo, please." After a pause, she said softly: "Ms. Zhuo can call me by my name."

"Men girls don't dare!" Zhuo Ye said distantly.

Feng Linge glanced at Zhuo Ye with complicated eyes, and said, "Oh, if you're not used to it, just think of me as Feng Qi..." After saying that, she turned and entered the gate of the mansion.

Zhuo Ye didn't respond, but silently followed Feng Linge into the gate.

Although the facade of Prince Jin's Mansion is solemn, it is not as complicated and gorgeous as Zhuo Ye imagined, and there are no groups of servants. On the contrary, it is full of flowers and bamboo forests, which is unusually quiet and pleasant, just like the owner of this house, elegant and chic. Yat.

The few servants who were not too many all had good temperaments. When they saw Feng Linge coming back, although they all looked happy, they only bowed quietly, and then went to work separately.

Zhuo Ye thought that he would live in the Prince Jin's mansion for the time being, and didn't want Feng San, no, he should be called Feng Lince now, after he had settled Feng Linge and asked Qingzhu to take care of him, he suddenly said to Zhuo Ye: " You follow me to my house."

Zhuo Ye looked up at Feng Lince, and asked in surprise, "Why?"

Feng Lince glanced at Zhuo Ye coldly, and didn't answer her question, but said in a deep voice: "Let's go." Then he turned around and was about to go out.

"Can I stay here? Lord Jin was injured for me, so I should stay here to serve him." Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Lince's back and tried hard to fight.Even though they are both in the palace, she still hopes to stay here with Feng Linge. It is better to face the good-tempered Feng Linge than to face the stern Feng Lince all day long...

Hearing this, Feng Lince turned around, frowned at Zhuo Ye, and said coldly: "Don't forget, you are a servant of my mansion, not a member of Prince Jin's mansion."