Chapter 938: The Little Yellow Essay I Wrote Has Come True (65)

Hearing him say this, the woman in front of her was stunned, and then indifferently blessed him: "I am a woman in the Qinglou, prince, didn't I know it from the beginning?" ”

Otherwise, why would you abuse her so badly that day?

In his heart, she was just a prostitute in this Cuiyu Building who could fiddle with money at will, so why bother to act like a disappointed person.

Since you have been prepared, why not be disappointed.

Could it be that the dignified Prince Zhu really liked her as a little prostitute?

Looking at the person in front of him, Feng Hongyin clenched his fist tightly, and then slowly let go of his hand little by little.

Right.

That's what she looks like.

That's her.

Why would he be so obsessed with it?

Feng Hongyin nodded and turned around.

When he reached the door, he turned his head, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

"From now on, you take your Yangguan Road, I take my single-plank bridge, we have nothing to do with each other." Remembering that he still had a system, Feng Hongyin added: "Even if there is an intersection in the future, it is just that the benefactor and the prostitute will never go beyond half a step." ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Behind him, the stunned woman looked at his back.

Qing's mother was worried about her, and after sending the prince away, she immediately turned around and went to her room, and when she came over, she saw that she was looking in the direction of his distance in a daze.

Qing's mother sighed.

After being here for so long, there are still some things that you can't understand?

She walked up to her and said a little unbearably: "Prince Zhu is a high-ranking prince, you and I are the most despicable prostitutes in the Qinglou, even if you redeem yourself, it is impossible to marry into the palace." Don't think about it so much, let's die this heart as soon as possible. ”

Long pain is better than short pain, if there is no concern in the heart, maybe it can be better.

Hearing Qing's mother say this, she finally came back to her senses.

Ye Chuijin asked the system in his mind: [What did she just say? 】

She didn't check it for a while just now, and she was fascinated by watching TV series.

The system coldly repeated Qing's mother's words, and Ye Chuijin nodded: [She has a point, she is worthy of being a person who is used to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world. 】

The system listened to her suddenly say human words, and for a while it was a little uncomfortable, and squirmed and pinched an awkward "um].

Then I saw Ye Chuijin touch his chin: [And you look at Qing's mother like this, it is estimated that she was also one of the best Oiran in Qinglou in the past! ] Countless heroes have bent their waists! Hey, hey, hey. 】

System: [...... What are you hey? 】

Ye Chuijin covered his face: [Oh, you hate it. 】

System: [......]

Can't she be a human being?!

Ye Chuijin lived a chic life in the Qinglou.

And Feng Hongyin returned to the palace after leaving Cuiyu Tower, and Concubine Ming cried when she saw him.

"Although I am not your biological mother, I have watched you grow up since I was a child," her voice trembled, and she looked like she hated iron and steel: "You are lingering in Qinglou now!" Later, when I get to the bottom, how can I explain to your mother. ”

Feng Hongyin looked at her lightly, thinking of the person in Cuiyu Tower.

Her cold look was no different from that of the prostitutes outside.

Feng Hongyin closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, only coldness remained.

Now that they have come to this point, what else is he insisting on?

"Okay." He nodded: "Mingrou wants to be the princess, yes." ”