Chapter 85

Dongfang Yunlie spoke again, the usual coldness was gone, replaced by a palpitating gentleness, the warm and magnetic voice made him look even more exciting at this time.

Because of Dongfang Yunlie's ambiguous words, Zuo Qing's face quickly turned red, and his head drooped down.

And although Dongfang Yunlie didn't explicitly say that he likes Zuo Qing, the meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious.

If it wasn't for his liking, how could such an arrogant king talk so easily, and even offered to meet him a few more times.

This time, Zuo Yanling, who was doing his wishful thinking well, was even more overjoyed, and immediately nodded again and again without losing the opportunity.

"Yes, yes, what the lord said is that my Qing'er usually sees few people, and she is shy at every turn. In the future, I hope that the lord Lao will have the opportunity to show her more in the world."

After Dongfang Yunlie listened, his thin lips moved, as if he was smiling, but his emotionless black eyes were quietly looking at Zuo Yanling's old smiling face, with a trace of disdain flashing across his eyes.

But his face still remained calm, and he said: "This king is very happy."

He never thought that Dongfang Yunlie would agree so readily, Zuo Yanling and his daughter were overjoyed.

Although he was not as excited as his father, the joy on Zuo Qing's face was still obvious.

"The queen mother's palace banquet is about to begin, my lord, this way please."

Zuo Yanling didn't expect that bringing his daughter into the palace this time would have such a big harvest, and he was very happy.

"Master, please."

Dongfang Yunlie smiled, politely but not humblely made a gesture of invitation, followed, and walked towards the palace banquet compound.

He had just walked a few steps, but suddenly stopped as if he realized something.

Turning around, under the dazzling sunlight, reflecting the impatient coldness, looking at Feng Qinyu who was standing in the same place, standing there in a daze without moving, and said in a cold voice: "Feng Qinyu, what are you doing standing there?"

After Dongfang Yunlie's impatient voice interrupted, Feng Qinyu was relieved from her depressed and depressed mood.

Looking up, Dongfang Yunlie and Zuo Yanling's father and daughter were already a few steps away from her.

But at this moment, Zuo Qing was standing next to Dongfang Yunlie very naturally, with a shy and coquettish look, and a slight smile in his eyes.

Paired with Dongfang Yunlie's imposing posture, it is absolutely perfect. It seems that the words "made in heaven" were originally designed for the two of them.

Feng Qinyu's heart ached again. She, who shouldn't be jealous and has no right to be jealous, found that at this moment, she was really jealous.

One is the prime minister's daughter, but she is just a subjugated slave. The two people's identities are so different, how can she be allowed to have fun, to be jealous, and even...to be sad.

To paraphrase Dongfang Yunlie, she doesn't even have the qualifications to die, so what other qualifications can she have.

His eyes were a little sour, and he didn't know if it was hurt by the dazzling sunlight behind Dongfang Yunlie.

"Feng Qinyu..."

Seeing her froze again without moving, Dongfang Yunlie spoke out again, with a stronger impatience in his tone.

But after Dongfang Yunlie's call, Zuo Yanling officially noticed Feng Qinyu.

Although she is already a prisoner and has lost the supreme demeanor of a princess of a country, the nobility exuded from her is something ordinary people can't pretend.

(End of this chapter)

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