His Highness, he wants to repay with marriage

Chapter 108 It's useless to call anything!

"Weiwei..." Yun Mohan lowered his tone and held Cen Yuwei's hand flatteringly.

But Cen Yuwei, who was angry, only gave him a cold face.

It's useless to act rashly!

Seeing that she was angry and ignored him, Yun Mohan said in frustration again: "I just see that you are too familiar with everything in this flower building, and I feel depressed, you... If you really like it, then you like it, I just don't say anything... "

The suddenly frustrated person not only drooped his head, but his tone was weak, full of grievances.

Cen Yuwei suspected that his overly pitiful appearance was used to gain sympathy, but seeing his appearance, she still subconsciously softened her tone: "It's just that I have seen it before, and I don't like it, you think too much. "

The eyes of the person who got the explanation lit up instantly.

But when he spoke, he still chose to be conservative and probing: "Really? But since you don't like it, why do you still come here often?"

"Come with a friend." Cen Yuwei replied casually, "Besides, I don't like it or dislike it. It would be nice to swim on the lake with a flower boat, have a drink, watch singing and dancing and listen to music."

She really didn't like these fireworks places very much, most of the tourists in these places were flower girls, and she didn't have any special hobbies, so naturally she only admired their beauty and talent.

As for Xiaowan, that seems to be even more unsuitable for her.

I don't reject such a place, but it's just that the singing and dancing always reflect the peace and happiness.

If there are frequent wars and the people are in dire straits, how many people can still enjoy themselves in peace?
So in the past, when the war was resting, she was always willing to go to the flower boat with her soldiers to have a few drinks.

Yun Mohan didn't understand her state of mind, he could only guess a little of her intentions from her plain tone.

Seeing that she really didn't like her, he couldn't help but relax for a moment.

But seeing that there seemed to be nostalgia between her brows, he suddenly became nervous again: "Do you have any friends who like to come to the place of fireworks? Why don't I know?"

"You don't even know about your own affairs, how can you know about mine?" Cen Yuwei only chuckled lightly, but did not answer directly.

She didn't seem to want to talk to him about her past in detail.

Sensing her thoughts, Yun Mohan's eyes couldn't help but a little dark.

But before he could figure out what to ask, there was a sudden knock on the door of the elegant room.

"Is the guest here? Mengge of the slave family is here to sing for the guests."

"Okay, the person is here, hurry up and focus on the business."

After hastily instructing Yun Mohan, Cen Yuwei adjusted her tone and called out: "Come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and a beautiful woman holding a pipa entered slowly.

The beauty's lotus steps moved lightly, and a gust of fragrant wind rushed towards her face.

It's just that the fragrance is light and elegant, not very similar to the fragrances that most flower girls like to use.

Gently sniffing the fragrance in the air, Cen Yuwei looked at the beauty with a smile that was not a smile: "I heard that Miss Mengge played the pipa well under the tutelage of Miss Qinghuan. ?”

"Young master, I'm serious. I'm just a woman in the world. It's an honor to be able to play some tunes to please the guests. How can I talk about 'knowledge'?"

She seemed to be avoiding Qing Huan on purpose, and after answering the second half of Cen Yuwei's sentence, she lightly fiddled with the pipa: "I see that you are so majestic, and suddenly remembered a ditty I wrote myself last year, why don't I just play that tune?" Let the son hear it?"

(End of this chapter)