C89 (1/2)

The empress told the king to quickly match up Lou and Feng Yurou, so Zhan Xiaolou would willingly marry Feng Yurou. Naturally, the king's husband would do his best.

From the looks of it, it was entirely possible that Zhan Xiaolou and Feng Yushu would fight.

However, they were all wrong. Zhan Xiaolou only had an appreciation for Feng Yurou, but he didn't have any feelings for a woman …

Lou Cheng jogged into the hall and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the empress and the First Prince had not arrived yet.

Feng Yushu followed her in and found a quiet place to sit down. He looked at the dessert in front of him without saying a word.

It was unknown what Zhan Xiaolou was saying as the atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.

When the palace maid came in to make Feng Yurou and Zhan Xiaolou a new pot of tea to go out, Feng Yushu could not help but open his mouth.

”Do you hate me?”

Zhan Xiaolou was about to drink his tea when Feng Yushu's words suddenly stopped.

She put down the tea and squinted at the Feng Yu Zheng who was sitting a few meters away from her.

He bit his lower lip so hard that it almost broke. He felt that he no longer felt any pain, and he didn't want to continue to wait hopelessly like this, so he hoped that Zhan Xiaolou would act like an innocent person and give him a quick death.

”Ninth Prince thinks Little Lou hates you?” Zhan Xiaolou finally opened his mouth and Feng Yushu took a light breath. The temple was burning with the best incense. It was noon again, and he felt a bit dizzy.