Chapter 23: If You Are an Enemy (1)

If he is an enemy,

I will be attacked on my back.

Xingchen rarely got up early in the morning, holding a pair of swollen and somewhat terrible eyes, waiting in the courtyard of Fengmian.

The courtyard is not big, but it is not small, and he is considered an internal official, and ordinary people will naturally not neglect him too much. Those farmers also did their best, and looking at the growth of Hsinchu, they still took root here.

Against the backdrop of these new bamboos, the small courtyard has become more and more elegant.

When Feng Mian stepped into the courtyard, Xingchen was trying to pull off a bamboo leaf on his feet, and he chuckled. Xingchen turned around when he heard the voice, and saw that the young man was dressed in white, and his bearing became a little warmer and warmer because of this smile.

There is probably such a type of people, they are not amazing, and in a bunch of very good-looking people, they even make people feel too mediocre. However, every time I look at it, I can see something new.

Xingchen also smiled as he looked like Feng Mian, and with a slight force on his fingers, he plucked the bamboo leaves.

"Went out at night?"

"Hmm."

Feng Mian nodded, and then ordered Xiao Shi, who came with him, to serve tea.

Xingchen waved his hand.

"You're welcome, you know why I'm here."

Feng Mian combed his somewhat messy hair with his hands, then glanced at Xingchen, but didn't say anything more.

waited until Xiao Shi brought hot tea that he started to move, first pouring a cup for Xingchen, and then pouring himself a cup.

"Princess, let's drink some tea first."

Xingchen frowned, wondering why he acted like this, but his hand obediently took the tea he handed over.

The teacup was like water, warm and warm to the palm of her hand, and she realized that she was in a hurry to come over in the morning, and she didn't bother to eat some breakfast, and then she wandered around his yard for some time, and her hands and feet couldn't help but be a little cold.

Could he be......

Noticed, these slight changes in me?

There is such a subtle observation. Thinking of this, Xingchen couldn't hold back any longer and glanced at Feng Mian. Feng Mian smiled lightly: "Hot tea will be more comfortable in the stomach." ”

As he spoke, he held the cup with his hand and drank all the tea in his cup.

His tea-drinking movements are elegant and calm, without the prevalent tea drinking ceremony in the court, only a simple and neat toast covered with long sleeves, but it is still pleasing to the eye.

Xingchen looked at it for a while, then followed his example and drank the tea. He asked again, "What's going on?" ”

"Princess, you're too ...... I'm in a hurry. ”

Feng Mian shook his head slightly, and continued: "The way you look, it makes me regret that I didn't leave that monk in the inner city. ”

What does he mean......

It's not that the stars don't understand.

It's just that the information and power that the two of them have are too unequal, he knows all her movements and has the ability to see her purpose from these movements, and even she has a hunch that the young man in front of her can speculate far more than these. And she, for this teenager, can almost be described as ignorant of it.

She smiled helplessly.

"If you really keep him, there's nothing I can do. It's a bet on the left and right, and I've got to pick one. ”

After speaking, she smiled again, but this smile was less helpless than just now, and more calm.

Feng Mian added another glass of water, then looked at her squarely, and whispered, "I feel happy for the princess." ”

"Huh?"

"Because of the princess, the bet chosen is the right one."

Wind Sleep Road.

"The princess is not suspicious of employing people, and her subordinates should do their best. With no worries out of the way, what are you going to do next? ”