Li Chengfeng smiled and nodded.

Ye Xinlu asked again: "The one in the room opposite me, do you have any attention?" ”

Li Chengfeng still nodded, and reached out to squeeze the quilt for her.

This action revealed intimacy and care, which made Ye Xinlu inexplicably remember that her mother often came to her room in the middle of the night when she was there, and re-covered the quilt that she had kicked off.

A trace of warmth welled up in her heart, but she also understood that the person in front of her was not her mother, and who knew what kind of purpose he had?

She thought that since Li Chengfeng had noticed Feng Sicun, Li Chengfeng should also know the relationship between Feng Sicun and the Nine Emperor Princes.

Li Chengfeng sat on the edge of the bed for a while and left, but before leaving, he wrote a few words on Ye Xinlu's palm: "I will have a good show for you tomorrow." ”

Ye Xinlu was very excited, but unfortunately he didn't have time to ask him what kind of show he was, he was already gone. His light skills seem to be much stronger than when Jing'an Temple was assassinated, and eighty percent of them learned a lesson from the assassin that time and worked hard in this regard.

[Midnight Wu Song]: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so gentle, you don't hurry up from the anchor." ”

[Fan Girl]: "Alas, it's been a few months, and the most I can do is hold hands and cover the quilt." Anchor, if you take a snack, you can make a snack! Alas, poor prince! ”

[The wind pillow is cold]: "In the middle of the night in front of such a beautiful girl as the anchor, the prince can actually hold it?" Is he a man or not? Do you want to see the car? ”

"Yes."

"There's +1."

……

For these, Ye Xinlu has been live streaming for a few months and is used to it. In fact, most of these viewers were joking with her, so she chose to ignore the driving or something.

[Anchor Ye Xinlu]: "Seniors, Li Chengfeng said that there is a good show to watch tomorrow, and I guess eighty percent of it is he who added the play, not just the big drama arranged by Feng Siyu and Feng Sicun." In order to ensure that I have the spirit to broadcast these big dramas to you tomorrow, I want to have a good rest tonight, and see you tomorrow. ”

After the transmission of his thoughts, Ye Xinlu turned off the live broadcast and lay down to sleep.

A shadow followed the prince out of the prime minister's mansion and into a dark corner, and the shadow asked: "Your Highness is in a very good mood, I think that the girl has not fallen asleep yet." ”

Li Chengfeng nodded "um".

Shadow said: "She knows that there have actually been many nights when she has fallen asleep, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has sneaked into the room and secretly watched her by the bedside?" ”

Li Chengfeng said: "Don't let her know." ”

After a night without a dream, Ye Xinlu woke up early, and asked Yingxiang to dress up before dawn.

"Yingxiang, remember what I asked you to do today, don't do bad things!" During the period, Ye Xinlu reminded.

Although she asked the audience last night if she wanted to participate in today's big play; But in fact, she already had an idea in her mind, and the plan was quite well planned. And in this chaotic backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, even if she wants to get out of the matter, I'm afraid she won't be able to.

Yingxiang hurriedly said: "Miss, don't worry, you explain the matter of the slave maid, when did the slave and maid smash it?" ”

Ye Xinlu nodded.

Yingxiang said again: "Miss bring that hosta today, when I was in Jing'an Temple, the prince said that he would come to the house today to propose marriage." When she thought about it, she felt that her young lady was pitiful, this headdress, except for a few old silk flowers, was only the plain hosta.

Well, you remember that. Listening to Yingxiang's words, Ye Xinlu suddenly felt helpless.

The prince wanted to propose marriage, but she didn't take it to heart at all. And according to her understanding of the housewife and Miss Yan, if the prince came to propose marriage, and the object of the proposal was her instead of Miss Yan Feng Siyu, they would find a way to mess up the marriage, or kill her as a concubine in advance.

However, even if they interfere with their own affairs, today may be the last time. Thinking of his plan, Ye Xinlu suddenly felt that his whole body was refreshed.

When the sky was bright, Ye Xinlu went out of the room like Feng Siqing in the past, planning to go to greet the old lady. When I went out, I saw Feng Sicun coming out of the opposite door.

Feng Sicun was stunned when she saw her, this time after the eighth sister came back from Jing'an Temple, it seemed that the whole person had changed.

Just look at her dress today, although it is as simple as in the past, how to look at how to give people a feeling of water lotus out of the mud without staining. This made Feng Sicun feel uncomfortable in his heart.

And take a closer look at this skirt on the eighth sister...... Feng Sicun even felt that the whole person was not good.

Ye Xinlu saw that her face was different, and she was amused, today's outfit was indeed specially worn by her. In Feng Siqing's memory, she remembers Feng Sicun's dress today very deeply.

[Fan Love]: "Uh, is there something wrong with my eyes, why do you feel that the anchor and her sister collided?" ”

[I am the wind]: "Anchor, I personally think that your outfit does not match the expression on your face, are you wearing the wrong costume?" ”

[Love like this]: "Pure dress, evil countenance." ”

Alas, what kind of parable is this? [Anchor Ye Xinlu]: "Good morning, seniors, I didn't expect everyone to come to my live broadcast room so early, thank you." ”

[Taiyi Shenjun]: "The anchor, you are doing it on purpose, dressing like this, is it to block the seventh lady on the opposite door?" ”

[Fan Love]: "Although you hit the shirt, you have to work hard, you must make others think that you are more white than Miss Seven." ”

[Anchor Ye Xinlu]: "Well, I will work hard." ”

Feng Sicun was stunned, feeling that he was confused. Looking at the eighth sister opposite just now, it still feels like a white lotus plant that comes out of the mud and is not stained, how do you feel that this eighth sister has transformed into a blue enchantress with charm and evil?

What's the smug and wicked smile on her face?

When Feng Sicun went to take a closer look, he saw that the eighth sister had a pure face, big eyes blinking, cute and delicate, it was the timid and cowardly eighth sister she used to be, how could there be any smug and evil smile!

Yingxiang was already surprised: "Hey, Miss Seven, you actually wore the same dress as my young lady today." ”

Ye Xinlu hurriedly said: "This is the skirt that the housemother made for us a few pieces last year, what's the same, Yingxiang, you are making such a fuss, it is really rude." ”

Yingxiang said: "Yes, the slave knows that she is wrong. ”

Ye Xinlu said softly: "Seventh sister, I think you are also going to ask your grandmother for peace, let's go together." ”

"Okay." Feng Sicun smiled gently and harmlessly, but secretly thinking about how to use words to achieve his goal, and went to the old lady's courtyard with Ye Xinlu.

The two sisters had just walked not far when Feng Sicun opened his mouth with some sharp mockery.