Feng Hua Yin frowned, and his already cold face became even more cold.

Ning Jiahe quickly realized the impact of his words, and hurriedly smiled: "It turned out to be the Eighth Prince, what a coincidence, where are you afraid to go?" ”

"Didn't go anywhere."

Feng Huayin took an expressionless step, wanting to turn around and leave, but as soon as he took two steps, Ning Jiahe's voice sounded behind him: "Won't the Eighth Lord stay for a while?" He'er has a lot to say to you. ”

Too many things have happened during this time, Ning Jiahe feels that his goal of becoming the crown princess is getting farther and farther away, the emperor and the queen, as well as His Royal Highness the prince, all have good family backgrounds, strong backgrounds, and women who can bring them strong benefits, and these are not related to themselves.

Ning Jiahe didn't want to be trampled under her feet by Ning Xiyue in the future, so she thought that even if she didn't become a princess, she would have to be a princess, and Feng Huayin was her best candidate.

Tightening his palms, Ning Jiahe stepped forward and said softly: "Eighth Prince, would you like to listen to He'er say a few words of truth?" ”

Feng Hua Yin looked at the woman in front of him with deep eyes, and under the reflection of the moonlight, the broken ice in those black eyes became more and more cold, cold without a trace of temperature.

Under this gaze, Ning Jiahe's blood all over her body seemed to freeze in an instant, and her soul ached from the cold.

I don't know how long this state lasted, Feng Huayin's thin lips opened lightly, and slowly spit out three words: "I don't want to." ”

Just three words, but in an instant, all of Ning Jiahe's self-esteem was shattered, Ning Jiahe's eyes widened in shock, and his already pale face turned a little whiter.

He's so ruthless that he doesn't even want to listen to a few words from himself?

Shaking the corners of his mouth, Ning Jiahe's eyes were red, and he choked: "Eighth prince, the second sister is destined to be the crown princess, and it won't be long before the emperor's decree will come down." ”

Hearing this, Feng Hua Yin frowned, and his face was as usual: "What do you want to say?" ”

Yue'er has his own ideas, and he will support them unconditionally, but he will not let Yue'er marry the prince, but there is no need to explain these to Ning Jiahe.

Ning Jiahe thought that after he said this, Feng Huayin would be very angry, or abandon Ning Xiyue and throw himself into his arms instead.

But Feng Huayin's reaction was too ordinary, and Ning Jiahe couldn't find the slightest emotion, as if what she just said to this man was just some boring things that had nothing to do with Fengyue.

Didn't Feng Huayin like Ning Xiyue, why was she so calm when she heard that Ning Xiyue was going to become the crown princess soon? Could it be that Feng Huayin doesn't like Ning Xiyue anymore?

But if he had completely lost interest in Ning Xiyue, then why didn't he accept himself?

Ning Jiahe felt a little confused, but he didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity, so he simply pretended to fall, exclaimed, and fell in the direction of Feng Huayin.

thought that he would fall into the arms of a man, smell his unique smell, and then Feng Huayin was naturally attracted by himself.

"Bang!"

With a sound and a pain in his elbow, Ning Jiahe gasped, and couldn't believe that Feng Huayin let himself fall in front of him like this, refusing to even give him the most basic help.

Standing up, Ning Jiahe finally couldn't help crying: "Eighth Prince, why are you so ruthless, don't you understand He'er's thoughts?" ”

She has hinted explicitly countless times, but this man has always looked cold, Ning Jiahe really can't figure out what the reason will be besides Ning Xiyue.

Feng Huayin didn't even look at Ning Jiahe, his face was cold, as if it was not a beauty who was crying in front of him, but a stone.

Ning Jiahe trembled, couldn't control it anymore and ran over to hug the man's sturdy waist, crying bitterly: "Hua Yin, we weren't like this before, you won't be so cold to me, or even indifferent, Hua Yin, as long as you want, I can immediately put down the matter of fighting for the crown princess, and marry you willingly, okay?" ”

Ning Jiahe cried heartbreakingly, since she was a child, she only liked Feng Huayin as a man, and her biggest dream was to marry Feng Huayin, but now, he was indifferent to him as if he was a stranger.

Feng Hua Yin frowned coldly, and said coldly: "Miss Ning Shu, please respect yourself." ”

From beginning to end, there was only Yue'er alone in his heart, and he didn't even bother to look at other women.

Feng Huayin's words made Ning Jiahe tremble uncontrollably: "Self-respect? How do I lose my self-esteem? ”

She just said all the love, likes, grievances, and unwillingness in her heart, how did she become self-respecting?

"Huh!"

A low sneer came out of his throat, and Feng Huayin continued: "The palace is important, and it is useless to talk to this king, Ning Jiahe, do you believe that this king will immediately put you in prison?" ”

A man's eyes are frozen like frost.

A man's words are like a sharp blade.

Each of these made Ning Jiahe's heart even colder, and she silently watched the man's tall figure leave, and finally slumped on the ground a little bit.

She obviously likes him so much, why does Feng Huayin refuse to accept her?

I don't know how long I lay on the cold ground, but when it was about dawn, a palace maid passed by, saw Ning Jiahe lying on the ground, and hurriedly asked, "This young lady, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Wine, I'm going to drink."

Grabbing the little palace maid's wrist, Ning Jiahe's eyes were red: "Give me wine, I want to drink and forget everything, get it for me, otherwise I will strangle you!" ”

The palace maid was taken aback by Ning Jiahe's appearance, and nodded again and again: "Okay, good, slave maid will go." ”

After a while, the palace maid brought Ning Jiahe a large jar of wine, Ning Jiahe sneered and opened it, and drank one cup after another, she didn't know whether she was drunk or not, she only knew that she could numb her taste buds with this spicy feeling, as if if she could make all the unpleasantness disappear if she kept drinking.

In this way, there were more and more wine jars on the ground, Ning Jiahe's face became more and more ruddy, and when it was dawn, Ning Jiahe was completely drunk.

Mama Li in Xiangyue Tower heard that Ning Jiahe was drunk in the imperial garden, and hurriedly sent someone to bring it back, but no matter who went, Ning Jiahe refused to give face, and turned a beautiful and fragrant imperial garden into a messy vegetable market, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the palace.

Ning Xiyue couldn't help but say while being pulled by Zheng Zelan: "Miss Zheng, what are you going to do?" ”

"I heard that Ning Jiahe is making a big fuss in the Imperial Garden, let's go and take a look."

Zheng Zelan gasped slightly, Ning Jiahe is Ning Xiyue's sister, and she is the person she hates the most, and now she is making a big fuss in the imperial garden, presumably she must have lost all her face.

No matter what, Ning Jiahe is also a member of the General's Mansion, and Ning Xiyue will come forward to solve it even if it is for the glory of the General's Mansion!

Thinking like this, Zheng Zelan's gaze towards Ning Xiyue changed a little and became weird......