Chapter 162: The Young Master is Actually Sneaking a Smile!

ng Liye's eyes held no trace of affection. Instead, there was a coldness colder than frost and snow. 。"Is this what you like" Chu Qingge thought he was referring to her fight with Chu Weiyun. 。A tou...In the Qinfeng Courtyard, a woman sat in the main hall, waiting patiently.

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I have been waiting for several hours.

Rour softly advised, "My lady, your illness hasn't fully recovered, you should go rest now."

Chu Weiyun remained silent, her hands clenching tightly onto her sleeves, her face flushed red.

In a short while, his face paled.

It looks like it's about to fall any minute!

Ruo'er felt a pang of sympathy, and then went out again to look for Fengzao.

Where did the young master go When will he be back

Fūzǎo has been urging Chǔwēiyún to go back to rest, but she never listens. Fūzǎo is actually a bit annoyed now.

To be left in the prince's courtyard in the middle of the night, wouldn't that be creating trouble

Now, rumors about two people are spreading wildly within the Imperial City. If this gets out tonight, it will become another piece of evidence against the Prince.

Feng strode inside and bowed to Chu Weiyun, “My lady, Madam has specially sent for you to return to the Duke’s residence so that you can recuperate properly.”

The implication is that the county princess is being blamed for not taking her illness seriously and instead running off to the young master's place.

Ruo'er's face darkened, and she said unhappily, "Feng Shìwèi, our County Master only heard that the Young Master had drunk a few too many cups at the banquet tonight and wanted to come and see if he was well!"

The young master is well, and now he is with the princess.

Feng Zao yuan didn't intend to make a fuss with the woman, but in his heart, he also hoped that the crown prince could get along well with the princess.

After all, she is a proper wife acquired through legitimate means, unlike some...disreputable people...

"He's really... in Qingge's room"

Chu Weiyun didn't get angry, she just paled even more.

Her frail body swayed precariously, as if she were about to faint at any moment.

When Feng saw this, he felt that he was being a bit cruel.

After all, she is just a woman. He should not treat her the same as other women.

Fengzao said only, "The princess had a bit too much to drink tonight, the crown prince sent her back."

"They…" Chu Weiyun cast an uneasy glance at him, her eyes quickly clouding over.

So pitiful, so sad.

"Are they really together"

Feng Zhao's heart softened, and she whispered, "The Crown Prince and the princess...they should be together. They are already married..."

"My lady!" Seeing the county magistrate almost fall off her chair, Rou'er immediately rushed over and supported her.

"My Lady, please don't be sad. The Young Master's heart is with you. My Lady, please don't cry! Your body hasn't fully recovered yet."

Chu Weiyun had already begun to cry softly.

Feng was at a loss. He had spoken the truth just now, but he hadn't expected to make her cry.

"My lady, I...I'll go take a look right away. Has the young master returned"

Feng realized early on that she couldn't stay.

Woman... Oh, what a bother.

This mess, I still have to return it to the young master.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped out the door, I encountered Feng Liye slowly returning.

Feng hurried forward, just about to speak when she noticed the subtle smile playing at the corner of the young master's lips.

The Crown Prince laughed!

The Crown Prince laughing all by himself…

Oh my, the young master is smiling so…well, let's just say he has a certain glow about him after returning from the Ninth Princess.

What exactly did the Prince and Princess do just now

Feng Li's smile at the corner of his lips vanished the instant he saw Feng Zao.

He gave him a cold glance, successfully stopping Fengzhao's probing gaze. His voice was as always, icily calm: "What is it"

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