Chapter Seventy-One: I Want to Leave

My thoughts flipped, and for a while, my heart became more and more silent.

Feng Zi didn't say a word, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand slightly and grabbed his waist.

The moment his fingertips touched his body, his body was extremely rare to stiffen, but only for a moment, he relaxed, as if the stiffness of the square was only an illusion.

Feng Zi was slightly stunned, but she didn't take this too seriously, she just helped him steady, and then began to move forward with great difficulty.

In a short distance, Feng Zi walked for a long time, and the steps under her feet were also moving forward little by little, just because Xiao Jin seemed thin, but she was still extremely heavy, and she was also extremely weak, so it was undoubtedly difficult to move forward in this way.

When he finally helped him to sit at the round table, Feng Zi was already covered in sweat, and his legs couldn't help but tremble.

"Sit." At this moment, Xiao Jin spoke at her indifferently as if she had nothing to do.

Feng Zi replied without being deep or shallow, and then slowly sat down.

Xiao Jin didn't look at her, the knobby hand had already poked out slightly, and after pulling the chessboard, he immediately pushed the chess box containing the white son to Feng Zi.

Feng Zi was covered in sweat, because she was tired, and the beating of her heart was not too much recovered, but now seeing Xiao Jin's move, for a while, the helplessness in her heart became more and more intense.

She didn't make a sound, nor did she raise her hand to pick up the chess pieces, but a moment later, after seeing Xiao Jin take the lead in picking the chess pieces and falling on the chessboard, she frowned, and finally spoke again, "Feng Zi is tired, can the prince let Feng Zi rest for a while?" ”

Xiao Jin raised the corner of his eyes and raised his eyes to look at her.

probably had a sulk in his heart, and he felt that this Xiao Jin was deliberately embarrassing and tricking her, yes, even though he was extremely taboo about this Xiao Jin, but when the anger came, his courage increased inexplicably.

She sat upright, and the gaze that fell towards him did not shy away, and continued: "Feng Zi is indeed tired, and she needs to rest before she can concentrate on playing against the prince. Come to think of it, the prince and Feng Zi played against each other, if Feng Zi lost the chess game in poor spirits, the prince would also win the disgrace. ”

She said this slightly straightforwardly, and her tone was extremely rare with a little hardness.

As soon as these words fell, I saw that Xiao Jin's heterochromatic pupils shrank slightly, and his handsome and cold face was still cold, extremely cold.

Feng Zi stared at him for a moment, then lowered his eyes, no longer glanced at him, and planned to rest for a while with a little backbone, but unexpectedly, Xiao Jin suddenly said gloomily and indifferently, "When you have rested, you will speak." Moreover, the chess game is self-cultivation, and the king doesn't care whether he wins or loses. ”

Feng Zi really didn't dare to agree with this.

This cold-blooded and ruthless Xiao Jin can actually cultivate his temperament? It's already crazy like a demon, where does self-cultivation come from? Moreover, no matter how you look at it, this Xiao Jin doesn't seem to be a person who doesn't care about winning or losing, although he said it like this, he can't say for sure, after she really wins a few games against him, he will really be annoyed and angry.

After all, any powerful person doesn't like others to suppress his nobility and ambition after all, not to mention that she is still a humble and despicable person.

Thoughts were churning, Feng Zi lowered her eyes indifferently, but still did not speak.

As soon as Xiao Jin's words fell, it seemed that she really wanted her to rest, but she didn't say a word anymore.

For a while, the surrounding atmosphere was silent and quiet, cold and quiet, but there were a few wisps of surprise that made the scalp tingle.

During the whole process, Feng Zi and Xiao Jin did not speak, and after staying for a long time, Feng Zi's state of mind also completely calmed down, and then, she began to raise her eyes to look at Xiao Jin again, and saw that he was sitting peacefully, although his face was still cold, but the whole person was extremely lonely and thin.

He should be alone.

Feng Zi thought so in his heart, but Fan Sen's cold and ruthless person thought that he should have been hurt, if not, how could he be as cold-blooded as a demon when he was originally good.

His thoughts flipped, Feng Zi's expression moved slightly, and then he lowered his eyes again, and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, Feng Zi has something to say, can you ask?" ”

Xiao Jin seemed to come back to her senses at this time, and Sen Leng's gaze fell on her, but she didn't answer and asked, "Enough rest?" ”

Feng Zi nodded slightly, and asked again: "Feng Zi has something to say, I don't know if I can ask each other?" ”

"What?" The word short, Sen was cold and warm, and he spoke very simply.

Feng Zi pressed his heart and said, "Lord Wang, why did he let Feng Zi serve today?" In this palace, there are a lot of servants and maidservants, and besides, the prince and Feng Zi are not close, why is it that all of a sudden, the prince wants Feng Zi to serve you alone? ”

She couldn't help but ask this after all, even though she knew that Xiao Jin might be deliberately embarrassing or tricking her, she was still a little unconvinced in her heart, so she also wanted to reason a little in front of this Xiao Jin.

However, I thought that Xiao Jin would reject her words as strongly as ever, but unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Xiao Jin did not squeak.

The corners of Feng Zi's eyes were slightly raised, and then he raised his eyes to look at him again, and his expression was almost imperceptibly deepened.

It was only after a long time that Yan Mobai's thin lips opened, and he said gloomily: "This king has always disliked too much contact from outsiders. ”

His tone was extremely cold, and even slightly cold and hard, and as soon as these words fell, his expression sank, and his dark and cold gaze locked directly on Feng Zi's eyes, and Sen Liang asked: "What, let you come over and serve this king for a while, are you actually unhappy?" ”

Feng Zi's expression changed slightly, pretending to be natural and lowering her eyes, and she only said: "The prince can let Feng Zi have a place to live in peace, and Feng Zi is grateful to the prince." Therefore, Feng Zi is not unhappy to serve the prince this time, but Feng Zi is also weak and clumsy, so he is worried that he will not serve the prince well. ”

"After following Murong You for a while, I can even tell a lie so grandiosely." Xiao Jin snorted coldly.

Feng Zi was slightly stunned, her brows furrowed again, but she didn't have time to answer, but Xiao Jin suddenly asked, "How did you learn the art of charming?" ”

He seemed to ask casually, but Nasen's cold and thin tone really seemed a little unkind.

What should have come has come after all.

Feng Zi's heart gradually tightened for a while, and she still remembered that when Xiao Jin first asked her to learn kitsch, she also said that she would personally test how well she learned kitsch when the time came, that is, the last time Murong You invited him to come over and witness her little test in person, this Xiao Jin is also extremely rare, yes, you don't have to think much about it, you know, this Xiao Jin still attaches great importance to her learning kitsch.

Yes, he insisted on letting her confuse the national teacher Ye Yuan and other people who were not close to women, if there was no exquisite charm, how could she let the big Buddha fall in her hands.

The more I thought about it, the more obvious the tension in my heart became, and even an inexplicable sense of emptiness spread throughout my body.

After being silent for a while, Feng Zi forcibly pressed his mind, stabilized his expression, and said in a low voice: "Feng Zi's charm is acceptable, but the charm of the form is just average. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Jin's gloomy voice fell silent, "This king once said that he wanted you to be charming and refined, and even did not hesitate to let the poisonous son Murong You teach you, why, you swore that you wanted revenge, and even determined to be strong and powerful, but at this time, you couldn't even do this?" ”

His tone wasn't too sharp, just a cold voice that was slightly frightening.

Feng Zi lowered her eyes, her thoughts flipped over, and she only said, "Feng Zi has done her best." Moreover, to charm people, as long as you find the right time to put some charm, it does not necessarily need to be flattering, just like the national teacher, who is elegant and refined, and uses the set of a dusty woman to charm the national teacher, it may not work. ”

She said this slightly stiffly, and even vaguely, she did not hide a little firmness.

It's just that as soon as these words fell, Xiao Jin's heterochromatic pupils deepened, and half a wisp of complicated color rolled up on his face, "In this way, are you blaming the king?" Is it also thinking that this king makes you learn all kinds of charm useless? ”

As he spoke, his voice was raised, and he said gloomily: "If you can't learn it yourself, then it's useless to say that all kinds of flattery are useless, but is it reasonable?" This king doesn't like to spend a lot of money to let Murong You teach you, and now, you can completely deal with this king with a sentence of flattery that is useless? ”

At the end of the conversation, his voice became more and more cold.

Feng Zi's brows furrowed again, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "Feng Zi is not saying that all kinds of flattery are useless, and you don't want to deal with the prince at will, but that everything can be done on the fly, and it is also like a character like a national teacher, and all kinds of flattery may not have unusual contact or personality charm to attract him." ”

Xiao Jin looked at her coldly and did not speak.

Feng Zi sighed secretly, her pupils shrank, she hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice again: "Feng Zi knows that she has failed to learn the art of charm and disappointed the prince, and it is Feng Zi's fault, yes, Feng Zi does not dare to ask the prince for his magnanimous understanding, but if the prince drives Feng Zi out of the palace because of this, Feng Zi will accept it willingly, and there will be no complaints." ”

The deep voice, although he has been forcibly pressing his heart to let himself say these words calmly, but no matter what, deep in his heart, he will finally feel tight and cold again.

What she said was undoubtedly fighting for herself in disguise, if this Xiao Jin would really expel her from the house, she would never beg to stay anymore, but would fight for her life and give it a go. Of course, if Xiao Jin is unwilling to let her go, she will also forgive her a little because of her words, so that she will say nothing about this matter and will not pursue it again.

It's just that she has such a calculation in her heart, but she also underestimated Xiao Jin's shrewdness after all.

After these words fell for a while, Xiao Jin's face sank, and his different-colored pupils looked extremely cold and terrifying, and then, his thin lips opened, and he asked coldly: "What, do you want to leave this Li Wangfu?" ”