Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 175
On the other hand, Huang Xi looked extremely happy, her charming lips evoked a smug sneer at him, and the brilliance in her pupils deeply hurt his eyes.

"Let's go."

Mo Zicheng put down his fingers, and pressed his thin lips tightly.

Feng Yue raised the curtain of the car and said to the driver, she sat on the couch opposite Mo Zicheng and gave him a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed porridge.

"Young master, drink some!"

Mo Zicheng took the porridge in a daze, and fiddled with the porridge a few times with the silver spoon, but he had no appetite, and opened his lips slightly, "Feng Yue, am I going too far?"

Hearing this, Feng Yue was also a little taken aback.

When is it the turn of servants like them to talk about matters between master and son?
Even though she thought so, Fengyue still bit her bullet and looked at Mo Zicheng, "Master, Fengyue feels that it is indeed a little too much."

Feng Yue still expressed the feelings in her heart.

In his opinion, it is natural for his master to treat him well.

"yes……"

Mo Zicheng fiddled with the porridge in the celadon bowl a few more times. At this moment, the car shook violently, and some of the white fungus and lotus seed porridge in the celadon bowl spilled out.

Feng Yue hastily pulled out her handkerchief to wipe Mo Zicheng's clothes, with a look of unbearable expression on her face.

His appearance is really worrying!

"Actually! Young Master did nothing wrong."

Fengyue lowered her head, while wiping his clothes intently, she took the bowl in his hand.

"yes……"

Did he do nothing wrong?

Mo Zicheng looked at the bustling market outside the window in a daze, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Feng Yue, look, is she a good match for the prince of Xiyang Kingdom?"

Good match!

The prince of Xiyang Kingdom is so beautiful and cares about her very much, but what about him?Oh, don't say it...

Feng Yue shook her hand holding the handkerchief, and looked at her young master in disbelief.

He had never seen him like this before. With such an expression, could it be that he pushed the prince towards the prince because of jealousy?
Fengyue sighed secretly, and the chatterbox was opened immediately, and blurted out without passing through the brain: "No matter how good a match is, you and the prince are not a good match! Other people, Fengyue can't guarantee it, but the prince Fengyue can't." Dare to use your head to assure, the lord, to the young master, alas... It has been ten years, if I really want to change my mind, I am afraid that I have already changed, why wait until now! What's more, the prince, the lord does not remember, but Fengyue still remembers it ... The prince doesn't care about anything, except for the matter of the son, he has invested 12 points of effort into it, alas... If Feng Yue has such a woman who treats me like this in this life, then even if it is the end of the world, I will Follow her too... Uh, Wang Jun Fengyue is talking too much."

Only then did Feng Yue realize what she had said, and hurriedly stopped her words, looking at Mo Zicheng in a daze.

"You said ten years?"

Mo Zicheng stared blankly at Feng Yue.

this……

Feng Yue lowered her head with a guilty conscience.

He hadn't forgotten that the prince had given him thousands of instructions, and he must never say anything!

Why can't he stand the test like this? He didn't say it before, what kind of evil has he fallen into today, and he just said that.

"What ten years?"

Mo Zicheng stared at Feng Yue's lowered head seriously, as if he would never let him go if he couldn't ask an answer.

"It's been ten years, if I really want to change my mind, I'm afraid I've already changed..." What does this sentence mean?
Feng Yue was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so she had to be sloppy and quickly changed the subject: "Wang Jun is drinking porridge, wait until it's cold."

"Go ahead."

Mo Zicheng squinted at the celadon bowl in his hand.

Seeing his posture of breaking the casserole and asking the end, Feng Yue simply didn't hide it, since there was nothing to hide anyway.

Every time he saw the young master treat his master like that, and then the master returned a smile and treated him with sincerity, he felt a little bit apologetic for his master.

However, getting along more and more, he found that his son was not as cold as he appeared on the surface.

"That's right, my lord has been in love with you, son, for ten years!"

ten years? !
Been in love for ten years?

Mo Zicheng suddenly raised his head to look at Fengyue, and looked at Fengyue in astonishment, "How is it possible, then she just..."

(End of this chapter)