Evil Prime Minister, please don't tease!

Chapter 229 Don't Want To Be Misunderstood

"It's nothing, I just don't want to be misunderstood by someone!" Jun Moran replied casually.

Qiao'er quickly realized what happened, and couldn't help guessing: "Could it be that this painting was drawn by the prince for you?"

Jun Moran pursed her lips slightly, and did not deny it, which should mean that she guessed right!

Leaving aside Jun Moran's status as a substitute marriage, in fact, in Qiao'er's opinion, she and Feng Yueran are quite a good match.

Especially, if she can really stay and live with the prince for the rest of her life, then there is no need to worry about her young lady's affairs being exposed.

Even if they were discovered one day, they would have already started their own lives by then, so they probably wouldn't pursue it any further.

So from the bottom of my heart, Qiaoer hopes that the two of them can be together.

Fortunately, they really thought too much, except for the painting that Feng Yueran gave her, she acted the same as before.At night, I still sleep alone on the bed and on the soft couch.

Jun Moran has nothing to do these days, and he can't think of any good way to escape. He is bored in every possible way, so he lazily sleeps on the big tree in the corner of the yard.In a daze, I heard Feng Yueran's conversation with the maid in the next yard.

"My lord, I see that you have been rubbing your neck for the past few days. Could it be a stiff neck? Do you want me to ask the doctor to come back and take a look for you?"

"No, I'm fine, you go down!"

"Yes!"

Jun Moran couldn't help opening her eyes, looking from her position, she could see the scenery in the garden next door.

Including Feng Yueran who was sitting in the yard.

I saw him sitting in front of the stone table, his posture was rigid, and he didn't look relaxed at all when he was relaxing and resting.

On the stone table is his favorite drink, Lushan Yunwu, which is emerald green and full of tea fragrance.From a distance, Jun Moran could smell the orchid-like fragrance emanating from the tea.

Just like what the maid said, Feng Yueran rubbed the back of her neck from time to time while drinking tea.

Jun Moran suddenly remembered that that guy had been sleeping on the soft couch for the past few nights.

It's no wonder that he is such a big man, and he sleeps curled up on such a small soft couch every day, his limbs can't be fully stretched, no wonder he looks so tired and uncomfortable!

Thinking of this, Jun Moran's head suddenly became hot, and he turned over from the tree and landed behind Feng Yueran.

"who?"

Feng Yueran turned around vigilantly, but saw a hand land on the shoulder and neck point on his neck, rubbing gently, stopping his movement and saying: "Don't be nervous, it's me!"

Feng Yueran looked suspiciously at Jun Moran who fell from the tree, this woman is really restless, she would like to stay on the tree without waiting on the ground.

Of course, these are not the point, the point is, hasn't she always kept a distance from herself?

If it is not necessary, generally they will not easily take the initiative to provoke themselves.

Facing the other party's suspicious gaze, Jun Moran couldn't help but shrugged, and explained frankly: "Don't get me wrong, I just saw that you helped me draw a picture last time, and because you wronged yourself to sleep on the soft couch, and I also I just know a little massage method to relieve neck discomfort, so I want to tell you to give it a try. What do you think?"

"Thank you!"

Feng Yueran turned around, and quietly let the other party rub and press the acupuncture points on the back of her neck, and found that it was really more effective than her random knocking, and the soreness in her neck was really relieved a lot.

"You're welcome, anyway, I have nothing to do when I'm idle!"

(End of this chapter)