Feng Wei turned his head to look at him fixedly, as if he wanted to explore something from him.

Yuan Yan was furious by her: "You...... Why are you looking at me like that? ”

"I can give you the painting, but can you help me solve a few questions?"

Yuan Yan was surprised: "Your Majesty actually has a question to ask me, a little person?" ”

Feng Wei immediately straightened his face: "Do you agree?" If you don't agree, forget it. ”

"Promise! Promise! Isn't that just a problem? Of course yes. ”

Feng Wei smiled with satisfaction: "I ask you, how do you know your feelings?" ”

Motohiko's face turned even redder: "I...... Didn't I tell Your Majesty? ”

"When you said it, I didn't care at all, so you can say it again."

"Why is Your Majesty asking this question?" Then it suddenly dawned on him, "Ah, I understand, does Your Majesty like someone?" ”

Feng Wei waved his hand: "There's no such thing, I just don't understand, I can't talk about liking it, I don't know why I asked you." ”

"It's very simple, if you want to see if you like another person, just go and get in touch with others, whoever you think about the most is the person Your Majesty likes."

"Speak human words."

"Your Majesty let other male pets sleep, who do you think that male protagonist is, then who is the person Your Majesty likes."

Feng Wei raised his hand and gave him a burst of chest: "What kind of ghost logic?" Seriously. ”

"I'm talking about serious things, but I've experienced it myself."

Feng Wei glared: "That's how you determined your feelings?" ”

Yuan Yan looked arrogant: "Of course, otherwise you think ......" He paused, looked around at the bright eyes of the three people, he swallowed his saliva, walked to Feng Wei and whispered, "Otherwise, how do you think I would know that I have that hobby?" I found out when I didn't feel anything for women. ”

Feng Wei pushed him away: "Then there is no other way?" ”

Yuan Yan raised his hand: "I only have this one way, and this is also the fastest." ”

Seeing that Feng Wei still had a sad face, he picked up a cup of tea indifferently and said faintly: "If Your Majesty doesn't have a suitable candidate, I have one." ”

Feng Wei glanced at him: "Don't introduce me to a male pet." ”

"Hehe, how can it be, what do you think of my little imperial brother?"

Feng Wei subconsciously went to see Yuan Qi.

Seeing her gaze, Yuan Qi's face turned red, but there was no rebuttal, obviously he had already tacitly acquiesced and was willing to be Feng Wei's male pet.

Yuan Xuewei was reluctant, she roared in a low voice: "Second Emperor Brother, how can you be like this?" How can you sell Brother Qi? ”

Yuan Yan's face sank, "Yuan Qi didn't speak, why are you in a hurry?" If he hadn't discovered Yuan Qi's strangeness to Feng Wei, he wouldn't have opened this mouth.

"You...... You ......"

Yuan Xuewei's face was pale, but she couldn't say anything, she could only glare at Yuan Qi angrily: "Brother Qi, you can say something." ”

Yuan Qi's hand was already so nervous that he inserted it into the flesh in his sleeve, and he was too ashamed to look at Feng Wei in front of so many people. Naturally, Yuan Xuewei's words were taken as a deaf ear.

Qinghe looked at Yuan Qi, the look in his eyes was dark and inexplicable.

Feng Wei rubbed the corners of his forehead: "Don't you have any good ideas?" It's really in vain, you still don't mess around with the mandarin duck spectrum. ”

Motohiko was not unimpressed, he smiled and said, "What about my paintings? ”

"I haven't painted during this time, so it's better to do this, I'll draw it for you tonight, okay?"

"Then it's decided, I'll come and pick it up tomorrow?"

Feng Wei nodded.

Yuan Yan jumped up happily: "Hahaha, then I won't disturb Her Majesty, I'll go to see my eldest brother first." "Pat your ass and dodge and disappear without a trace.

There were only four people left in the pavilion, Qinghe was expressionless as always, and he couldn't see any expression, while Yuan Qi was already standing there shyly and at a loss, Yuan Xuewei was even more realistic, and the viciousness in her eyes was not hidden.

Feng Wei raised her eyebrows at Shangyuan Xuewei's fire-breathing gaze, a little puzzled why this guy was so hostile to her? Didn't she already give her her brother back unharmed?

Is it jealous? But she didn't have any excessive actions towards her brother, even if Yuan Yan said to use him as a male pet to confirm the person she liked in her heart, but she didn't agree, didn't she?

Feng Wei waved his hand: "You guys go back and rest, it's not early." ”

Yuan Qi glanced up at her, the disappointment in his eyes flashed, and he nodded obediently: "Then you should rest early, and I will come to see you tomorrow." ”

Feng Wei smiled at him, her feelings for Yuan Qi were not only guilty. No matter how weak her speech is, she can clearly see Yuan Qi's feelings for her, but she can't give her any response, because she clearly understands in her heart that she doesn't have any desire for him, let alone any feelings, and some are just guilty.

In the evening, Feng Wei fulfilled his promise, and after reviewing the folds, he nestled on the desk and drew pictures that were not suitable for children.

At this time, Qinghe came in with a bowl of soup and put it on her table, Feng Wei took the time to look up and said to him, "It's late, you go back early to rest." ”

Qinghe didn't answer her words, but turned around and walked in front of her, and when he saw the picture she had drawn, his face turned black and red.

Seeing him approaching, Feng Wei hurriedly pressed the painting with another book, covered the pattern on it, looked up and smiled: "You didn't see anything just now, did you?" ”

Qinghe ignored her words: "Drink the soup." ”

Feng Wei obediently reached out and took the soup bowl in his hand, raised his head, and drank it, with a faint bitter taste: "What soup?" It's a bit bitter. ”

Qinghe continued to ignore her words and pointed to the painting she was suppressing: "You painted this just for the second prince of Rouran?" ”

Hearing him say this, Feng Wei understood that he had seen it, and she simply didn't hide it, and drew it in front of her: "Yes, he likes my paintings very much." ”

The expression on Qinghe's face was cloudy, he took a deep breath, and he sat down on Feng Wei's Taishi chair. The chair was wide enough for three people, and it was still spacious for two people today.

Feng Wei glanced at him, and didn't care: "Today, you have been busy with me for a day, so you should go back and rest first, and it is time for me to rest after painting." ”

Qinghe was unmoved, reached out and hugged her waist, and a stream of electricity spread throughout her body. Feng Wei immediately threw away the brush in his hand and wanted to get up and push it away, but was suddenly imprisoned in his arms by Qinghe.