The green tea system is lying to me again

Chapter 321 Becoming the Prince’s Pampered Little Fox 11
Zong Qianqian shyly lowered her eyes and said softly, "I hope brother Heng will like it."

"..."

Feng Heng picked up the teacup in hand, and slowly blew away the hot air. His handsome and dignified side face had an indifferent expression, and his lazy and luxurious voice sounded, "This hall has never said that I like foxes."

Feng Heng raised his eyelids, looked at the red fox in the cage, and repeated lightly: "This hall doesn't like foxes. Especially male foxes."

"..."

Shi Qing paused with his little paws that were striding towards the gazebo, and retracted behind the rockery.

The little maid who came after Xiaoxuehu naturally also heard Feng Heng's words.

She picked up Xiaoxuehu and stood there for a while, looking a little at a loss.

Feng Heng was sitting with her back facing each other. In Zong Qianqian's direction, she happened to be able to see the maidservant standing beside the rockery, holding Xiaoxuehu in her arms. She couldn't help but feel a little smug in her eyes.

Sure enough, pets are pets.

It is a treasure to coax the master to be happy for a while, but it is not even a cheap life if he falls out of favor.

"But……"

Zong Qianqian lowered his eyes slightly melancholy and said, "Brother Heng likes that little snow fox very much? Last time Qianqian asked you to ask for it, you were not happy!"

"Why don't you like little foxes, I'm afraid..."

There were misty tears in Zong Qianqian's eyes, and he said aggrievedly: "I'm afraid Brother Heng hates Qianqian, and you don't like even bringing Qianqian to give you a gift."

Hearing Zong Qianqian's sobbing voice, Feng Heng raised his eyelashes and looked at her, with a calm expression, he curled his lips casually and said: "Miss Zong is the daughter of a country's prime minister, so there is no need to demean yourself."

Zong Qianqian naturally heard Feng Heng's intention of avoiding the important and taking the light of the matter. With red eyes, she couldn't help but coquettishly said: "But Qianqian has never gotten Brother Heng's attention. I'm afraid Brother Heng is more interested in a little fox than Qianqian." Heart!"

"..."

Feng Heng tapped a few times with his fingertips on the stone table, his eyes passed Zong Qianqian, and landed on the peony flowers near her back, "Did you see that flower?"

Zong Qianqian followed Feng Heng's line of sight and turned his head to look. He also saw the brightly blooming peony flowers with layers of petals, which looked rich and beautiful.

She looked back at Feng Heng with tears in her eyes, and waited for him to speak in puzzlement.

"Ah."

Feng Heng's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and Zong Qianqian was shocked for a moment when he saw it, and then his eyes curled up, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, "When does this palace like and care about something, it's time to tell me Ms. Zong? Ms. Zong is too lenient, and even His Highness's affairs are under your control?"

"Miss Zong is so self-willed. After all, the prime minister has no way to teach him, and he is proud of being favored—"

Feng Heng said it lightly, but Zong Qianqian was terrified when he heard it.

The man sitting in front of the stone table was dressed in a silver-grey robe, his outer shirt was embroidered with fine patterns of python dragons, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his eyebrows were picturesque.

It's not that Zong Qianqian has never heard of the rumors about Feng Heng.

In the open and secret battles of the royal family, not only can he be put to death and survive, but he can also win the crown and sit on the crown prince. Feng Heng's thoughts are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Her father, Prime Minister Zong, held a high position and authority in the court, and he formed his own faction. In the trial and error of the court, it was inevitable that he did not leave Feng Heng with fear in his heart.

Zong Qianqian relied on her father's power to appear superior in every way, but she still didn't dare to act wildly on Feng Heng's head, after all, he was still His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

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Zong Qianqian hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt, led the maidservant to kneel down, lowered her head and said in fear: "Brother Heng may have misunderstood Qianqian, how dare Qianqian!"

(End of this chapter)