Dongfang Yunlie's call made Feng Qinyu, who had been thinking outside, come back to his senses, and his eyes were also retracted from the window.

Turning her gaze, she saw that Dongfang Yunlie's gaze was resting on her, between her stiff eyebrows, her thick eyebrows were deeply locked, and she was faintly displeased.

Her heart twitched again, and she whispered, "Is there something wrong, Lord Wang?" ”

The voice was so hoarse that it was distressing.

"There is still time for half a pillar of incense, do you want to make this king an eyesore when you sit down and stand so straight?"

His tone was stiff, his brows furrowed again, and his eyes were cold, and there was some gloom in them.

made Feng Qinyu feel that her existence made him feel extremely disgusted.

Despite the discomfort, she obediently sat down on the stool beside her.

And the feeling of being tired and weak just now felt a little more comfortable because of sitting on the stool, and the breath that could hardly be breathed was much smoother.

Just now, the reason why she turned her face in the direction of the window was because she didn't want Dongfang Yunlie to follow Shangguan Birou to see her uncomfortable appearance, so as not to save them from using any words to sarcastically mock her.

She came here to detoxify Shangguan Birou, and she didn't want to provoke them more.

Seeing that after she sat down, her face was slightly better than just now, and her eyes were a little less tired, and the heart that Dongfang Yunlie was holding quietly let go.

After Feng Qinyu sat down, he also walked to the side of the stool and sat down, his eyes were on Shangguan Birou, looking at her with a worried face, and said, "How is it, do you feel better now?" ”

Dongfang Yunlie is so gentle, in the past five years, this is the first time that Shangguan Birou has enjoyed treatment.

In the past five years, how many times have she felt that Dongfang Yunlie was far away from her in her dreams, how could she have thought that such treatment would make her feel in reality.

She knew that it was because of Feng Qinyu again, but she still deceived herself and told herself that Dongfang Yunlie might still have some feelings for her.

"With the prince here, Birou feels very comfortable."

The smile on her face was still pale, but her words were ambiguous and pretentious.

Feng Qinyu sat aside, but her gaze still didn't stay on them, and how they "flirted" between them had nothing to do with her.

She knew that in this room, she was completely superfluous, and if it weren't for the detoxification of Shangguan Birou, they wouldn't want her to stay here to get in their way.

Feng Qinyu thought to himself deprecatingly in his heart, and suddenly, there was a terrible pain in his heart, and his breathing became short.

She pressed her hands against her chest, her brow furrowed from the pain in her heart.

Her teeth clenched, she didn't let herself make the slightest sound, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead again.

At this time, she endured very hard and hard, and she had to fall off the stool she was sitting on at any time.

But she didn't want to look so humble and pitiful, she had nothing left, and she couldn't even have the last bit of self-esteem being trampled under the feet of the two of them.

Hands grasped the corners of the table silently, and the tips of her fingertips sank into the wood of the table with the force of pain, and the sawdust dug into her fingernails.

But this pain can't be compared to the sharp pain in her chest, and at the same time, it seems that only this kind of pain can make the pain in her chest be temporarily transferred.