No one expected that Ling Luoyu would say such a thing, and they were all stunned for a while, and the room was unusually silent.

After a long time, Zuo Furong's face trembled palely, "Ling Luoyu...... What did you say? ”

"Isn't Ben Shao clear enough? The young masters in the whole capital are envious of your talent and beauty, so you feel that you are a unique beauty...... But in Ben Shao's eyes, you are pampered, snarky, self-righteous, and unforgiving...... It's not as reasonable as Miss Hao...... At the very least, she understands that she shouldn't be physically attacked......"

Zuo Furong gritted her teeth: "It's the dead fat man who is sorry for me first......"

"Not bad! We were at fault for this...... But as far as Ben Shao knows, Miss Zuo and the prince also have a very good personal relationship, and there were rumors a year ago...... Miss Zuo is expected to become the crown princess...... Isn't such words blaspheming Miss Zuo's name? ”

Feng Chenglin gasped, why didn't he hear this?

Cangtian, is this a woman who moved the prince again?

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and squinted his lips: "Miss Zuo, you don't object to the rumors with the prince, but you complain that Feng Chenglin has ruined your reputation, I'm afraid only you know the mystery here, right?!" Zuo Furong, remember one sentence...... Today you ignore him, tomorrow, he makes you unclimbable...... Fatty, let's go!! ”

Feng Chenglin was still in a daze, but he still followed closely behind Ling Luoyu and went straight back to his room, only then did he wake up from a big dream.

"Three less...... You said...... The matter between Zuo Furong and the prince, is it really fake?? ”

Ling Luoyu's eyes were deep, and he sank down leisurely: "Half of the people in the capital know that Zuo Shilang has the intention to cling to the prince, so he has blocked many people from asking for marriage...... But your old man doesn't know, Baba is going to propose, so can he not add blockage? ! ”

Feng Chenglin sat down: "She and the prince...... It turned out to be ......"

"Fatty, seriously, I can see that you like Zuo Furong a lot, and I also hope that this family business can be successful...... But listen to me, she's not your cup of tea...... This woman is quite scheming, you can't play with her ...... So, while you're not completely falling, get out of the way......"

Feng Chenglin suddenly got up, as if pricking his buttocks: "Three young people...... You did all this on purpose today, right? ”

"That's right! I just want you to see her attitude towards you, so that you can completely die...... Fatty, fall for a woman like her...... It's not worth it! ”

Feng Chenglin nodded and smiled reluctantly: "San Shao, you are too underestimating this big and young...... Is Ben Dashao the kind of person who will fall for the sake of women? ”

Ling Luoyu knew him, he had no scheming, he had a hearty personality, this kind of thing hurt by love, at most, he was sad for three or five days, so he didn't bother to comfort him, got up and walked to the terrace.

It was close to noon, the auction was about to begin, and the hall downstairs was full of people, and the sixth-floor terrace was full of people and noise.

With a casual sweep of her eyes, she met a pair of deep eyes that contained hundreds of rivers.

"Is that him?"

It turned out to be the wicked man who played against her in front of the palace that day.

He sat on the most central terrace on the sixth floor, dressed in white, smiling indifferently, still so bewitching and amazing.

Beside him, there stood a man in black with a long sword in his arms, the sword of man and sword in one, and the intent was pressing.

Hearing Ling Luoyu's whispering, Feng Chenglin stepped forward curiously: "Who?" ”