The corners of Feng Yuanchen's mouth twitched: "You say this as if I am passive."

"Isn't it?" Sheng Zhiyao snorted coldly, "If it weren't for you looking so demonic, where would Yu Manrou miss you."

"This ......" Feng Yuanchen's face darkened, "You can't blame me, it's innate."

"You're embarrassed!" Sheng Zhiyao kicked him angrily, "You should hang a sign on your body, write clearly that I have a marriage contract, follow monogamy, and others should not think about it."

Feng Yuanchen was kicked to the ground, touched his knee, and said with a bitter face, "Yes, yes, I'll write it."

Sheng Zhiyao relieved his hatred at this time, and couldn't help but burst out laughing when he looked at his embarrassed appearance.

Feng Yuanchen rubbed his aching buttocks, and glared at her aggrievedly: "I was beaten into a pig's head by you, and you still laughed, you are so ruthless."

"Who told you not to tell me?" Sheng Zhiyao muttered, "I can warn you to report the situation to me as soon as possible in the future, otherwise I won't spare you if I break it next time!"

Feng Yuanchen nodded busily: "I remember, I will never lie to you."

The two chatted for a while, and Mei'er served lunch, and after the two had eaten in the room, they each took a book and sat on the couch to read.

looked like the years were quiet, just looking at it, and the eyes of the two fell together.

Sheng Zhiyao took the lead in looking away: "Read."

Feng Yuanchen pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, you look at yours, I'll look at you."

Sheng Zhiyao did not refuse, and quietly turned a page of the book.

"Zhiyao."

Sheng Zhiyao tilted his head: "Huh?"

"I want to ask, what if one day, you suddenly find out that your most trusted family member has cheated on you? What are you going to do?" Feng Yuanchen looked serious.

Sheng Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and was silent for a long time: "I don't know, you mean grandpa?" Grandpa won't lie to me!"

"But what if the master lied to you? For example, the master is not your grandfather at all." Feng Yuanchen asked.

Sheng Zhiyao raised his eyes, his eyes widened, and it seemed difficult to understand, "What do you mean?"

Feng Yuanchen stretched out his hand to hold her shoulders, looking serious: "What if one day, you find out that the master is not your grandfather at all, but someone else's fake?"

Sheng Zhiyao was stunned, and opened her mouth for a while before she found her voice: "You mean...... Is my grandfather not my own grandfather? What about my father and mother?"

Feng Yuanchen was relieved to see that she finally understood, "I just asked casually." After a pause, "We are all too simple to believe other people's words."

Sheng Zhiyao shook his head with a solemn expression: "I'm not innocent, it's just that my feelings for my grandfather are too deep, so I don't dare to imagine this kind of thing, so don't use grandpa as an example in the future!"

Feng Yuanchen nodded: "I know, I'm just talking about it casually."

Sheng Zhiyao was not at ease: "Don't say it again in the future, do you hear it?"

Feng Yuanchen sighed, nodded obediently and agreed: "I know, I will never say it in the future, you can rest assured."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded with satisfaction and continued to look down at the book.

Feng Yuanchen looked at Sheng Zhiyao's side face concentrating on reading, his heart was soft, and he unconsciously showed a doting smile.

What was originally just a casual talk has inexplicably become an obsession at this moment.

Feng Yuanchen overheard the conversation between Old Marquis Sheng and Steward Li that day, saying that they were going back to the city, and that they would take Sheng Zhiyao away when they arrived in the city.

He was moved at the time, he had never heard of the places and things they talked about in their conversation, but he vaguely felt that it was not simple, so he paid attention.

Although Feng Yuanchen was educated by Old Marquis Sheng, he also respected and feared him as a master.

Therefore, Feng Yuanchen never thought that one day, Old Marquis Sheng would hide something from him.

He once suspected that Old Marquis Sheng was not from their time, until he heard their conversation that day, he was more sure of his thoughts, he was afraid that this was a conspiracy, he looked at Sheng Zhiyao's painting of serious reading

Noodles, suddenly a little lucky, fortunately Zhiyao didn't know.

But Feng Yuanchen was also worried, because he was afraid that Old Marquis Sheng would take Sheng Zhiyao away, so what should he do?

He was afraid that one day he would lose Sheng Zhiyao.

Therefore, during this time, he had been secretly following Old Marquis Sheng and Steward Li, wanting to know what they were going to do, or where they were going to hide Sheng Zhiyao.

Feng Yuanchen guessed while observing, but he was not an immortal after all, so he couldn't guess the purpose of Old Marquis Sheng and Steward Li, but almost exposed his whereabouts and was discovered by them.

However, even so, he can be regarded as having a piece of news - Old Marquis Sheng and Steward Li are indeed not the old Marquis Sheng before, at least when he met Old Marquis Sheng, he was no longer the original Sheng Lixin.

Moreover, they want to send Sheng Zhiyao to the city, according to Feng Yuanchen's speculation, there must be something inseparable from it, and it may even be related to life, or some important secret door.

Ever since he knew about this, he didn't know how to say to Sheng Zhiyao, he was reluctant to let her be hurt, and he didn't want her to be in danger, so he had been very entangled.

Today he tried it, but found that Sheng Zhiyao did not suspect Old Marquis Sheng and Steward Li at all.

Feng Yuanchen breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time couldn't help but be happy for Sheng Zhiyao.

"Zhiyao, if I want to take you out of the capital, are you willing?"

"Leaving the capital?" Sheng Zhiyao blinked blankly, obviously not reacting, "Where are you going to take me?"

"Far away." Feng Yuanchen said, "We will stay together for the rest of our lives, and we will never be separated."

Sheng Zhiyao was stunned for a long time, then suddenly sneered, and glared at him with disgust: "You are teasing me again."

"No, I'm serious." Feng Yuanchen said solemnly, "Let's elope together."

"What elopement, how uncivilized." Sheng Zhiyao frowned, "What do you think about all day at a young age? Why do you want to elope?"

Feng Yuanchen choked, and persuaded without giving up: "You should accompany me to visit the mountains and rivers."

"Nonsense."

"I'm serious."

"Are you serious?"

"Nature."

Sheng Zhiyao hesitated for a moment: "What about my parents and brother? Aren't you afraid that they will be sad?"

"No," Feng Yuanchen said categorically, "they will only be happy."

"Happy?" Sheng Zhiyao was surprised.

"Of course, if you want, bring your family with you." Feng Yuanchen patiently persuaded, "Actually, I also hope that we can go together."

"Feng Yuanchen, what's wrong with you today? Why is it a little silly?" Sheng Zhiyao stared at Feng Yuanchen suspiciously, always feeling that he had some conspiracy, but he couldn't tell what was strange, so he had to give up.