Lady, she's a bug

Chapter 226 What a coincidence, I am not favored either (18)

When Chu Feiling was painting, his mind was frequently distracted, and every painting was a mess.

After hearing Ziling's voice, he simply stopped painting.

He crumpled up the paper and threw it aside.

During the meal, Ziling stood beside him all the time. Chu Feiling quickly understood and asked him, "Do you have anything to say?"

Ziling felt it was necessary to say something: "My lord, I was in the kitchen just now and heard them say that Miss Yuan is her"

Hearing Miss Yuan's three words, the chopsticks in Chu Feiling's hand almost fell off.

He resisted subconsciously: "Don't tell me this."

After finishing speaking, Chu Feiling realized that he was being too aggressive.

The hand holding the chopsticks tightened, Ziling kept her mouth shut.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Feiling's voice sounded again: "What's wrong with her?"

Still can't hold back.

Chu Feiling told herself that she was just asking.

After that, it doesn't matter to me anymore.

Ziling quietly glanced at her young master, seeing that he was biting the corner of his lips tangled up, and his slender eyelashes were trembling unceasingly, it was obvious that he really cared about Miss Yuan.

Have you ever seen a young master caring so much about a certain woman?

"I heard it seems to be sick."

sick?

Chu Feiling immediately thought of what happened yesterday when she fell into the water by herself.

The weather is still cold, the stream is cold, and it is normal to be sick.

Chu Feiling didn't say a word after that.

Ziling wasn't sure what he meant.

When he finished eating, Ziling cleared away the dishes.

When he came back, he saw Chu Feiling standing in front of the window.

A sycamore tree was planted in front of the window, and the leaves on the tree gradually changed from tender green to light green.

Just in spring, the leaves have not yet fully turned dark green.

Chu Feiling stood there with his slender fingers resting on the window hinge in front of him.

Just when Ziling thought the matter would be over like this, she heard Chu Feiling's voice: "Ziling."

Ziling immediately ran to his side: "What are your orders, Young Master?"

Chu Feiling's pretty eyebrows frowned, her amber eyes were half-closed, and she asked softly, "Should I go and see if others get sick because of me?"

Ziling didn't even have a chance to speak, and Chu Feiling snatched the conversation away.

"I think it should be done. Let's go and see at night."

When did the young master become so fickle?

Also, why at night?

Seeing that he had already made up his mind, Ziling dared not say anything.

At dusk, Chu Feiling started painting again.

This time she was even more impetuous than before, Ziling secretly looked at Chu Feiling from the side, and then saw a series of pictures.

His clean son "accidentally" stained ink on his sleeve.

This was not over yet, and after a while, he got the ink on his shoulders with a movement that was not easy to do at all.

Ziling watched Chu Feiling's "inadvertent" movements, and it was not until it was getting dark that Chu Feiling let go of the brush in his hand and stood up.

Chu Feiling looked at her clothes and said angrily, "The clothes seem to be dirty, it's not good to go out and meet people like this, Ziling, you go out first, I'll change clothes."

Ziling: "."

Young Master, you want to wear other clothes to meet Miss Yuan, why bother yourself so much?
When Chu Feiling came out, Ziling found that he had put on his new clothes for the end of the year.

The gentleman only wore this clothes once, and then kept it in the box, and now he put it on again.

(End of this chapter)