"No need." Feng Qingyan continued to walk forward without looking back.

It's a stubborn girl.

Ye Yunshen was still standing in place, watching the two of them leave,

With his understanding of this girl, he must be a master who does not want to suffer, and Su Moxian is still in the dark, thinking that she is still that stupid girl.

It's been getting more and more interesting lately.

……

A horse-drawn carriage drove slowly on the streets of Shangjing, and because it was too ordinary, it did not attract much attention.

The person driving the car was dressed in black, and his eyes revealed a touch of calmness that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change.

"Childe, you've arrived at Qinghe Street." The driver said in a deep voice.

The man sitting in the carriage did not listen to what was going on outside the window, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was always cold.

His long jet-black hair was tied up by a pale hosta, and a white garment of Katsuyuki was scattered at his side.

Hearing the words from outside, the man slowly opened his eyes, and under the delicate curtains, the deep black eyes were not rippling.

"Go to Shuiyue Tower."

There was a coldness in the man's voice, as if his expression was unfazed.

"Yes." The driver drove on, without asking a word.

The curtain made of bamboo faintly showed the bustle of the street outside, and the man turned his face slightly to see a red figure standing on the street.

Then, the figure turned.

When he saw the man's face clearly, his cold brows couldn't help frowning.

It's him?

……

Feng Qingyan and Yun Luo gradually walked far away, and came to the bank of the river where there were fewer people.

"County Lord, the idle king just spoke, why did you refuse?" Yun Luo asked puzzled.

"It's better to be careful."

The breeze blew the hair of the girl's ears and temples, and the weeping willows on the bank of the river swayed slightly, falling on the surface of the water, and rippling round and round.

After suffering a loss, Feng Qingyan will not eat it a second time, who knows whether Ye Yunshen approached her sincerely or falsely, this is indispensable.

And he had already noticed something last time, if she had too much contact with him, she might have put her old bottom in her pocket.

Although she loves beautiful men, she loves her life even more, this five-year lifespan, but it took her a long time to get it, don't accidentally die in the hands of Ye Yunshen.

"Hey, county lord, look, is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Yun Luo suddenly let out a voice and grabbed Feng Qingyan's sleeve.

Feng Qingyan looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a gazebo not far from here, and there were two people sitting in the gazebo.

One of them, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with a golden crown and bundled hair, and an imperfect side face fell under Feng Qingyan's eyes, who else could he be if he wasn't the prince.

And the other one, judging by his dress, should be a son of a family, and he doesn't know him.

Su Moxian's gaze swept over to this side, and Feng Qingyan pulled Yun Luo to hide behind the willow tree.

Thanks to the fact that this willow tree is thick enough, just enough to cover their figures, plus Feng Qingyan deliberately hides his breath, so Su Moxian didn't find them.

"County Lord, what should we do?" Yun Luo asked softly, in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Is there another person, do you know anybody?" Feng Qingyan asked rhetorically.

"That person, it seems to be the eldest young master of the Chu Taifu family, the slave maid has accidentally seen it before, and Gongzi Yue has also helped him see the disease, but ......"

Yun Luo wanted to speak and stopped.

"But what?" Feng Qingyan looked at Yun Luo.

Yun Luo was a little entangled, but finally whispered to her in Feng Qingyan's ear.

Feng Qingyan's eyes lit up instantly, flashing with a strong sense of gossip.