Feng Zhi suddenly remembered the man he met in the teahouse that day. Although he was dressed in white, he was not the same as Ming Yichen. Although he was dressed in a fragrant and ink, he was noble and elegant. Don’t enter the stranger, and you will have a natural aura.

It’s not that Yuchen is shorter, but that he has different temperaments and cannot be compared. Ming Yuchen looks gentle and polite, but has a unique arrogance, like bamboo and cold plum, as if no one deserves to be compared with him.

This style is arrogant and unscrupulous, and has a noble temperament, but generally speaking, it is not so likable.

Although I haven't seen each other for many years, Princess Zhuang was satisfied with this son-in-law at first sight. How handsome is, she is so compatible with her daughter.

After a few greetings together, Princess Zhuang asked Feng Zhi to take Ming Yichen to settle down. The smile of a mother looked so good that the matchmaking intention was not too obvious.

Feng Zhi stood up and felt very embarrassed: "Prince Ming, please!"

She has seen such a young man so much, and just a little girl like Feng Yunshuang looks at her heart rippling. For her, it is just that.

Ming Yichen was polite: "I'm sorry for the girl."

Ming Yichen brought a groom, two guards, and a book boy. The book boy was named Mingshu, with beautiful facial features and looked like a scholar.

Feng Zhi took the person to the room, and Ming Yichen bowed: "Thank you, I need to repair it, so I won't leave the girl."

Mingshu put down the box: "Please, Miss!"

The master and servant are obviously polite, but no matter how you look at them, they are all rushing people.

Feng Zhi didn't want to stay or do anything, but he always felt that this attitude was very unpleasant.

"Mr. Ming seems to be reluctant to see me, yes, or get along with me."

Ming Yichen raised his eyes and looked at her, unsurprisingly: "Miss is joking. We are not familiar with each other for the first time. I don't have any opinions about the girl."

Feng Zhi curled his lips, as if he was mocking and contempt. His clear eyes seemed to be able to see the clumsy disguise of Ming Chen. In the end, she did not point it out and just turned around and left.

Mingshu turned his head to look at Ming Yichen: "Young Master, this Miss Feng San is so inexplicable."

Ming Yichen did not answer Ming Shu's words, and his hand holding the fan tightened. Feng Yunwan was different from what he thought. He looked so cute and immature, but his eyes and words were sharp and straightforward, like a knife, instantly cutting through the disguise.

But this is also good, and his purpose is better achieved.

Since guests come to your house, you naturally need to prepare a good meal of wine and food to welcome them.

It was still the original table, and Ming Yichen was the only one more person.

King Zhuang was also satisfied with Ming Yichen, and the two sat together and chatted very enthusiastically.

Feng Zhi held the bowl and ate the dishes slowly. Princess Zhuang, who had always felt sorry for Feng Zhi, actually angrily glanced at Feng Zhi and whispered: "I know how to eat."

The strange and resentful tone contained some hint that ordinary girls would be shy, while Feng Zhi just raised his eyes lightly and continued to eat.

After they all finished eating, King Zhuang and Ming Yichen were still chatting, so they just left first.

Feng Yunshuang chased Feng Zhi and walked over: "Wan'er."

She walked to Feng Zhi and walked in parallel: "Wan'er, I have no other thoughts about Mr. Ming."

Feng Zhi looked at her strangely: "Why do you have to explain to me?"

Feng Yunshuang blushed: "That's your fiancé, I don't want you to misunderstand."

Feng Zhi smiled, smiling at Feng Yunshuang's innocence. Even if this second sister looks so steady on weekdays, she is actually just a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Don't worry, I didn't misunderstand it, I can't make it."

Seeing that Feng Zhi's expression was shallow and there was no other unpleasantness, Feng Yunshuang then felt relieved and sighed: "This young master Ming is extraordinary and elegant, and he is a good young master. You must grasp it well."

Feng Zhi nodded impatiently: "I know, I'm worried at such a young age."

Feng Yunshuang wants to piss her to death, who is she doing for?

I don’t know if it was because of the words of Ri Fengzhi, the next two days Ming Yichen was eating and reading books in the room, and did not come out to walk around.

That ambitious look made Princess Zhuang's favor for him a lot. No one dislikes the ambitious children, which is better than Feng Changgong, who can easily make people popular.

"I don't like the one named Ming."

If you are very polite, you will be very clear about hate and rejection.

Feng Zhi looked at Feng Changgong with some surprise: "Has he offended you?"

Feng Changgong snorted proudly: "He didn't offend me, but I just couldn't stand his noble appearance. Who can't read anymore? Isn't it just reading a few books? What's so great about it? He also looked noble and proud, hypocritical and artificial."

I have to say that Feng Changgong's words came to Feng Zhi's heart. It was rare that this kid had the same vision as her. Feng Zhi took off his wallet and handed it to him: "Take it to buy what you like, buy more and bring it on the road."

Feng Zhi made a generous move and was surprised by Feng Changgong. He reacted and was surprised in an instant: "Thank you, third sister, third sister is the best."

Feng Zhi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Well, such a younger brother is really cute."

Of course, although she thought the same as Feng Changgong, she did not hate Ming Yuchen much. How could she say that? All scholars in the world have similar temperaments.

He is noble and arrogant, and he feels that he is innocent and arrogant. He is just a little ridiculous in Feng Zhi's eyes.
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