"What about Xiao Yuchen? He is a dignified prince, how could he-" Feng Tianyan was even more puzzled, the royal family was different from ordinary people, how could he allow problems in the bloodline?

"Master, Xiao Jiu is just guessing......"

"Okay, I got it. You go back to sleep!" the wind suppressed the doubts in his heart and pulled his thoughts back into the carriage.

Feng Qianyan blinked, and saw that there were already two plates of snacks and a plate of grapes on the small coffee table, and Xiao Yuchen was lifting the teapot from the small stove with one hand, and reaching over with the other hand to take the cup in front of him.

"Your spiritual fire is special, it's actually an ice-blue flame heart?" Feng Qianyan said tentatively, observing Xiao Yuchen's expression. The subtle changes in a person's expression often reveal the true thoughts in their hearts.

Who knew that Xiao Yuchen picked up the teacup as usual, poured it calmly, and put it back.

Picked up his cup, raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Qianyan, and said calmly: "Yan Yan's spiritual fire doesn't seem to be ordinary?" After speaking, he poured the teacup in his hand casually.

When Feng Tianyan heard this, he just picked up the teacup and immediately began to search the past of the two in his mind, as if he had never used the spiritual fire in front of Xiao Yuchen except for today and the time in the snake cave! Lowered his eyes and took a sip of spiritual tea. Did he really see it, or—was he lying to himself?

Xiao Yuchen extinguished the spiritual fire and put the teapot back on the stove. The corner of his eyes swept over the little face with a slightly changed expression, and he elegantly lifted the teacup close to his lips, hiding the corners of his lips behind his sleeves.

Feng Qianyan picked up a piece of dim sum and put it in his mouth, but his eyes kept paying attention to Xiao Yuchen's expression, wanting to see something from it.

took a sip of spiritual tea, and the moment the teacup left the thin lips, the corners of Xiao Yuchen's lips returned to normal. And in the eyes of Feng Qiyan, there is no change in his expression.

Feng Qianyan frowned almost invisibly: Is he thinking too much, or is this guy hiding it too well? I can't see a flaw in my expression!

Yan Yan frowned, what were you thinking?" Xiao Yuchen picked up a grape and peeled it.

"Ahh......h

"Hurry up! Eat slowly. Xiao Yuchen said, handing the peeled grapes to Feng Qianyan.

Feng Qianyan looked at the grapes, and then at Xiao Yuchen.

"A tribute from the Southern Xiang Kingdom. Xiao Yuchen was stunned when he saw the wind and explained.

The wind was clear, and he dared to love that this was a grape peeled for himself! Staring at Xiao Yuchen's hand holding the grapes, he blurted out: "Have you washed your hands?"

Xiao Yuchen was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, raised his hand and put the grapes into his mouth.

"Clean your hands!" Feng Qianyan took out two handkerchiefs soaked in spiritual spring water, one was put in front of Xiao Yuchen, and the other was held in his hand and wiped his little hands.

"What was Yan Yan thinking just now?" Xiao Yuchen asked as he picked up the handkerchief and wiped his hands.

"Nothing. Feng Yanyan's eyes flashed, "By the way, what about the group of men in black?"

"Qingxiu has already disposed of it. Xiao Yuchen replied.