The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

Zhang Fang raised his head and looked at Yichu. He was standing in the moonlight, his figure was getting taller and slender, his expression was cold and noble, like a god

The beauty under the moon is peerless.look
Why can't she look down on such a beauty?Just want to like that Zongzhengjia?

"Tell me, I like you, okay?"

Yichu stood in the shadow of the tree, the darkness covered his eyes, and the light of the lantern in the distance was refracted. With the help of that weak light, Zhang Fang was able to see clearly his foggy eyes. [

Yichu is always like this, his eyes are misty, people can't see clearly what he is thinking, he has an inscrutable look, when she first saw this man, she also had surprise in her eyes, the thoughts of a girl, also It once sprouted.

But his indifferent appearance finally dampened her enthusiasm, not to mention that he was so close to Feng's mansion that everyone in the court knew his feelings for Princess Feng.

She really couldn't imagine what kind of expression such a man would have when facing the legendary Princess Feng. She had fantasized about it a long time ago, but she couldn't try it until that royal banquet.

Only then did she know that his eyes would also be clear. When he saw Feng Qining, the misty eyes were like the white mist dissipating, and his eyes broke through the clouds, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning , Dazzling enough to attract people's eyes.

At that time, she thought, she must be happy to be pampered by such a man.

However, she didn't know, because no man had ever looked at her with such eyes. Thinking of this, Zhang Fang laughed mockingly.

Yichu looked at the woman in front of him, he had known her for quite a long time, but he never paid attention to it, every time he heard her name, it was from other people's mouths, saying that she had caused some trouble again.

Such a woman who always gets into trouble should have a very strong vitality, but now she is sitting there listlessly, showing signs of turning into a statue.

"not good"

Yichu glanced at her, then looked away, and firmly refused.

For such an answer, Zhang Fang had expected it a long time ago. She obviously didn't drink alcohol, but what she said was confusing.

"Go back, I have the right to treat you as drunk today"

Zhang Fang looked at him sarcastically: "Yeah, I'm drunk, aren't you? Everyone has their own hearts, why are you still not sober, watching her leaning against other men's arms every day, don't you think so?" Are you sad?"