Ye Tianci really felt loveless, and looked at the embarrassed father and daughter with affection, silently squatting in the corner and drawing circles.

Steward Qin took Ye Tianci and Father Ye to the guest room, and the people waiting below did not dare to slack off.

In the evening, Feng Jiuchuan pinched the time to arrive at Hanxiang Courtyard, and the people quietly withdrew from the house.

He stepped forward and took down the book in her hand, "When you are pregnant, you can't stay up late reading and hurt your eyes." ”

"Hmm." Ye Ziqi responded with kindness.

Feng Jiuchuan looked at her, and Ye Ziqi was a little inexplicable by him, "Lord Wang, what's wrong?" Is there something on my face? ”

"Nope."

"Oh."

Feng Jiuchuan saw her turn around directly to tidy up, and muttered in his mouth.

"What to choose for your mother."

Feng Jiuchuan's faint gaze stared at someone for a long time, and he couldn't help but cough lightly to remind someone.

Ye Ziqi hummed a little song to himself, but he didn't hear it at all.

"Ahem." The cough gets louder.

Ye Ziqi turned his head and asked with concern, "Lord Wang, is your throat uncomfortable?" Knowing the painting, go and make a cup of honeysuckle tea. ”

After half a cup of tea, Feng Jiuchuan held a cup of honeysuckle tea and stared at her with a faint gaze.

Ye Ziqi asked suspiciously: "Lord Wang, if you are not feeling well, let Mr. Kaiyang take a look." ”

Feng Jiuchuan held her hand and stared at her with burning eyes, "Qiqi, don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

He reminded him with a deep meaning.

Ye Ziqi opened his puzzled eyes, "Lord Wang, should the concubine say something to you?" ”

Feng Jiuchuan's brows tightened, and he could trap flies.

"Think about it."

Ye Ziqi blinked his eyes and thought seriously, "No." ”

Feng Jiuchuan's face stinked even more.

"Settle it." As he spoke, Feng Jiuchuan directly picked her up and walked to the bed.

"Lord Wang, I haven't sorted out my things yet."

"Tomorrow again." Feng Jiuchuan said domineeringly.

Someone blew up.

The leaves begin to hair.

When he put her on the bed, Ye Ziqi took something out of his cuffs, bent down, and pinned it to his waist.

Feng Jiuchuan held her hand and looked at the sachet in her hand.

The sachet is embroidered with the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, but the mandarin ducks are embroidered a little like chickens.

"You embroidered it?" Feng Jiuchuan couldn't think of anyone who could embroider such an ugly embroidery.

Ye Ziqi stared at it with beautiful eyes, a dangerous look of 'if you dare to dislike it'.

The corners of Feng Jiuchuan's pursed lips rose slightly, "It's beautiful." ”

This was probably the first time Feng Jiuchuan had said such undesirable words.

"Do you like it?" Ye Ziqi asked.

"I like it."

A certain fried tiger finally smoothed its hair.

-

Although Ye's father lives in the house, Ye Ziqi can't often meet him, after all, men and women still have to avoid suspicion. The next few times Ye Ziqi followed Feng Jiuchuan to find Ye's father and talk about business.

Every time, Feng Jiuchuan sat silently and drank tea, listening to Ye Ziqi and Father Ye discuss. Father Ye was cautious at first, but as time went by, perhaps Ye Ziqi's casual temperament infected him and made him gradually let go.

It can be seen that King Shou really loves his daughter, which makes him feel gratified.

After staying for half a month, Father Ye and Ye Tianci were separated, and before leaving, Father Ye said earnestly and with satisfaction: "The prince is good to you, and you can't be pampered and arrogant." If you really can't get by in the future, you quietly drag someone to tell your father, and your father will find a way to save you. ”

Feng Jiuchuan, who was standing not far away, had sensitive ears that he could hear Father Ye's words clearly, and his face turned dark.