Chapter 205 Is he shameless?

  Feng Lisheng just watched, throughout the night, his princess was always in a trance from time to time, and she looked at him even more strangely, as if she had known him again.

  Finally when Shen Mingjiao looked over for the first time. He couldn't hold back, raised his hand and gently touched her head, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

  Shen Mingjiao gave him a hard look, turned her head and snorted heavily, and turned her back to ignore him. It seems to be muttering something in a low voice? It's just that the voice was too low for him to hear clearly.

   The two fell asleep and had nothing to say all night. On the second day, Shen Mingjiao opened her eyes, the sky was already bright, Feng Lisheng didn't know where to go. After she got up to wash up, she called Tie Zhu:

   "Go find Xiaodie and Xiaorui and see how they are doing! Especially Xiaodie, if you have any difficulties, please help as much as you can!"

   After all, Mrs. Zhao was kind to her, and the only thing she was worried about before the other party left was Xiaodie.

   Tie Zhu took the command respectfully.

  Shen Mingjiao asked casually: "Where is Your Highness?"

   "His Royal Highness went to the Luodu Garrison after the morning exercise, and told him to come back at noon before leaving."

  Shen Mingjiao said "Oh", as if she was just asking casually. She thought so! It doesn't matter whether Feng Lisheng likes her or not, it doesn't affect their lives anyway. But now, knowing Feng Lisheng's feelings for her, she couldn't treat it calmly after all,

  Huanxi is naturally happy, but when facing him, he always feels a little awkward.

  It’s like someone who thinks they can live together forever, and suddenly one day you know that that person has always liked you silently, and may have liked you for many years—although he may not have noticed it at all.

  But this change of mood still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

  But she didn't struggle too much, and planned to let nature take its course.

  After eating, Shen Mingjiao was bored, so she dragged Yun Shu to the garden together.

Luodu is a big city. Except for Mr. Yang, almost all the Luodu princes in the past are from good backgrounds. After a while, this mansion is getting better and better, especially the back garden. At a glance, there are pavilions, terraces and water pavilions. It is beautiful.

  Yun Shu praised: "This garden is no worse than some aristocratic gardens in the south of the Yangtze River!"

  Shen Mingjiao nodded disapprovingly: "It's not bad! If you like it, I'll let you see enough when we get back to our Prince Su's mansion."

   While talking, the two of them turned around a small path, and in front of them was an octagonal gazebo, Shen Mingjiao was planning to sit there for a while.

  As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a handsome young man in brocade clothes sitting in the gazebo. It was none other than Young Master Yang whom he had met yesterday.

   There is an easel in the gazebo, Mr. Yang is painting with his head down.

  Shen Mingjiao withdrew her gaze, and planned to turn around and leave without making a sound. Yun Shu raised her head and caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards her. She blinked, and couldn't help but drag Shen Mingjiao up to the gazebo

   "Hey! What are you doing!"

  Shen Mingjiao lowered her voice and looked at her in confusion.

   Yun Shu rubbed her forehead: "I'm tired, I want to sit for a while."

  Mr. Yang raised his head when he heard the voice, and seeing that it was Princess Su, he hurriedly stood up to salute.

  Shen Mingjiao waved her hands with a smile: "Young Master Yang, you don't need to be too polite. Speaking of which, it's because my concubine passed by here and disturbed your master's painting."

   Young Master Yang didn't even dare to say that he should not be good at communication, because his face turned red because he spoke in such a hurry.

  Shen Mingjiao couldn't help laughing. In order to avoid the embarrassment of the other party, she glanced at the easel on the side.

   After seeing this, he couldn't help being attracted. I saw an exquisite and majestic rockery painted on the snow-white rice paper. The painting of the rockery is lifelike, and the color matching and artistic conception are in place.

  The point is that when she looked up, a rockery that was almost exactly the same as on the drawing paper stood among the vegetation not far away.

  She sincerely admired: "Unexpectedly, at such a young age, the young master has achieved great success with painting!"

  Mr. Yang blushed when she praised him, and lowered his head: "...I don't dare to be praised as a princess, and... I'm just a little proficient..."

  Shen Mingjiao was amused by his expression: "You are nothing like your father." It is very rare to see such a shy boy.

  Mr. Yang was even more embarrassed by what she said.

  Shen Mingjiao is also good at painting. Looking at the painting in front of her, she couldn't help but raise a few opinions. They are all people who are good at this kind of painting. After a while, the two chatted together. Mr. Yang gradually became less shy.

  The two stood together and stared at the drawing paper. From a distance, it seemed that the two were having a good conversation, and that was indeed the case.

  Feng Lisheng, who came back from the Luodu garrison, happened to see this scene, and thinking of what Shen Mingjiao said last night, he clenched his fists, feeling extremely sour.

   It stands to reason that as a husband, if he saw his wife having a good conversation with another man, and Shen Mingjiao had clearly expressed his affection for that man, under normal circumstances, he should angrily step forward and question him.

  But he had an intuition that if he really did this, the consequences would definitely be serious.

  Feng Wu, who was following beside him, looked at his nose, nose, and heart, as if he didn't see Feng Lisheng's expression.

  He just needs to be sure that the princess will not really do anything, as for Your Highness. hehe! There is nothing he can do!

  Feng Shuo on the other side moved his eyes, tugged at Feng Lisheng's sleeve, raised his head and asked, "Granduncle is jealous!"

   A child spoiled his thoughts, Feng Lisheng couldn't hold back his face, and said in a solemn voice, "Don't ask about adults' affairs, children."

  Feng Shuo lowered his eyes and did not speak again. Several people walked to the gazebo. Shen Mingjiao's soft and delicate voice was heard from a distance: "I think this place can be left blank..."

  Feng Lisheng walked behind Shen Mingjiao, coughing heavily on purpose.

  Shen Mingjiao, who was concentrating on discussing painting techniques, was startled by the sudden voice, turned around and saw him, and glared at him angrily: "Why are you walking so silently? You scared me."

  She was talking about the excitement at this time, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and continued to discuss with Young Master Yang enthusiastically.

  Feng Li Sheng: "..."

  At this time, the silent Feng Shuo suddenly stepped forward, casually folded a peony, and carefully pulled Shen Mingjiao's sleeve,

  Shen Mingjiao lowered her head in doubt, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

  Feng Shuo looked up at Shen Mingjiao seriously, and praised in a childish voice: "Auntie is so beautiful today?"

   Facing his clear and beautiful phoenix eyes, even if he knew what this little guy was planning, who would make him look good?

  Shen Mingjiao raised her hand and gently scratched his nose, then teased with a smile: "So your aunt is not usually pretty?"

  Feng Shuo blinked innocently with his curly eyelashes, and replied solemnly: "Of course not, my aunt is beautiful every day."

   While talking, she raised a peony flower in her hand, and her tone was sincere: "This is the flower that I searched all over the garden and specially picked for my aunt. Only my aunt can hold back such a rich color!"

  If the words were spoken by another person, it would definitely give people a frivolous feeling, but when Feng Shuo said it, with his delicate and cute little face, his heart just melted.

  Feng Wu on the side was stunned when he heard this, this kid is amazing, he usually looks indifferent, and when he is so young, some adults will have to bow down!

  He couldn't help but glanced at his highness, obviously bleeding the same blood, how could there be such a big gap!

  Shen Mingjiao took the peony flower very seriously, and rubbed his head: "Our Shuo'er's mouth is so sweet!"

  Feng Shuo lowered his head shyly, looked at the easel that was placed aside, "Auntie is so beautiful, it would be great if I could draw it down."

   After finishing speaking, he lowered his head a little disappointed: "But I never learned to draw!"

To this child, Shen Mingjiao is always more tolerant. Seeing him like this now, she can handle other things. She straightened his hair with distress, and said softly: "What's the difficulty? If you want to learn from my aunt, you can teach me at any time." you!"

  Feng Shuo's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Really? Then auntie will teach me now, okay?" After finishing speaking, he carefully held Shen Mingjiao's hand.

   Naturally, Shen Mingjiao didn't answer, she hurriedly said goodbye to Mr. Yang, and then the little guy led her to the locked courtyard.

  When Feng Lisheng passed by, Feng Shuo turned his head and licked the corner of his mouth at him, as if to say: Uncle, learn a little bit!

  Feng Lisheng: "..." What happened to this world? When did he fall to the point of being despised by a kid who was as tall as his knees!

  Is he shameless?

  …

  Master Yang invited Feng Lisheng to go to the study to play chess. In order to relieve his depressed mood, Feng Lisheng didn't care about Mr. Yang's small thoughts, and followed the entourage who came to invite someone to the front yard.

It's just...the chess skills of the two are not at the same level at all. Feng Lisheng lost interest after losing a few moves. Just when he picked up a white piece and was about to end the game directly, someone knocked on the door of the study room. A follower came in, holding a tray in his hand.

   "Master, this is the pear soup that Madam made for you. Madam asked you to drink it while it's hot?"

  Master Yang took it skillfully, lifted the lid carefully, picked up the spoon and took a sip, feeling casually:

   "Hey! I told her not to work too hard, she is not in good health, why is she cooking by herself again!"

  Although he said so, everyone can hear the happiness in his tone.

  Feng Lisheng twitched his eyelashes, turned the white piece in his hand, and said casually: "It seems that the rumors in the market are true. Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang are really in love with each other for many years."

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