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Liu Ru also admired Nangong Waner a lot. He was already green in the face as he sat in the front row watching the show, trying his best to cheer and shout for Qing Feng's sake.

Liu Ru felt very embarrassed and covered her face. Actually, it was not only Liu Zhi, even Xiao Ze who was sitting at the side felt slightly awkward, and his expression became awkward. Liu Xin Dong thought that Xiao Ze must be regretting coming to the theater to watch today with them.

"Look, as expected of our friend, he is really thick-skinned. As for Qing Feng, even if he sang three lines out of tune for two sentences and a half, he would still be able to put on airs for so long. " Qing Feng thanked and left the stage. Nangong Waner immediately took the lead and clapped, and turned to speak to Liu Zhi.

Liu Ru curled her lips in agreement, and subconsciously looked towards the stage, only to find that Qing Feng was looking at Nangong Waner with a cold expression.

"It's over. I think Qing Feng heard you talking about him behind your back." Liu Ruo's face turned white, and said softly to Nangong Waner.

Nangong Waner was not afraid and looked towards the stage as well. Indeed, Qing Feng intentionally or unintentionally looked at Nangong Waner, causing Nangong Waner to clap even more enthusiastically. He shouted towards Qing Feng, "Qing Feng, you're the best, Qing Feng, I love you the most."

It was unknown whether it was an illusion or not, but Liu Ruo felt that on the stage, Qing Feng had retreated with a bit of a blush.

After thanking them behind the scenes, Nangong Waner, Xiao Ze and Liu Ruo naturally became Qingfeng's good friends, and after leaving the stage, they went to the backstage of the theater to visit Qingfeng. He finally managed to squeeze through the crowd of fans. Only after walking past layers of presents did he finally see Qing Feng himself.

"Here, remember to praise me too much. I really can't find such a hardworking fan even if I were to hit a lantern." As he said that, Qing Feng took out a stack of tickets for the competition and gave it to Nangong Waner.

Nangong Waner took the stack of tickets, his heart naturally filled with joy, and took the opportunity to kiss Qingfeng's ass, "Qingfeng, are you tired? To be able to draw a book and sing a song, I'm tired of you." Nangong Waner's face was filled with the expression of a mother caring for a child, but his tone was full of flattery.

Who knew that Qing Feng would sigh softly, "Ai, I'm really tired, this Fan …" "This is both a singing and a painting scene that is about to break me up. Although I am extremely talented, I am still unable to endure this kind of training."

"Then why don't you make one less?" Liu Zhe suggested as he covered his swollen face.

"Which identity would you prefer me to be? A drawing book? Or is it a singer? " Qing Feng didn't answer Liu Zhi directly. Instead, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Nangong Waner with his burning gaze.

Nangong Waner was stunned by Qingfeng's sudden question and could not answer immediately. She could only vaguely say, "You two like each other, you can do whatever you want with yourself."

"You, are still the same as before." Qingfeng shook his head. The folding fan in his hand was instantly opened, and it danced in his hands. It made Qingfeng look as elegant and handsome as an immortal.

Nangong Waner actually saw the folding fan in Qing Feng's hand that seemed to be both real and fake.

Nangong Waner could not help but be attracted by the red bastard. He felt that it was very similar to his habit to using a pen and shape.

Nangong Waner walked with large strides to the table and started flipping through the books. Liu Ru curiously walked over and asked, "Wan Er, what are you looking for?"

"Find a pen and add a male king to Qingfeng's fan. It just so happens to be a good match." Nangong Waner said without raising his head as he flipped through the pages randomly.

Qing Feng and Liu Chang were not the only ones, even Xiao Ze could not help but twitch after hearing what Nangong Waner said.

Thus, before Qingfeng could say anything, Liu Zhuo and Xiao Ze awkwardly grabbed onto one side and dragged Nangong Waner away.

Originally, after going out of the theatre, Xiao Ze took the initiative to invite Nangong Waner and Liu Zhe for a good meal.

However, Nangong Waner's mind suddenly became a mess. His mind was originally very bored because of Su Xiangxiang, and he managed to console himself. He didn't know why, but he still couldn't make sense of what was going on. I can't remember anything.

Nangong Waner didn't have any appetite to eat outside, so he returned to his residence unsteadily.

Seeing that Nangong Waner did not have any plans to eat outside, Xiao Ze also said, "I suddenly remembered that I still have things to do in my residence".

As a result, the three of them came together and went back to their own residences.

Assistant Minister’s Residence.

Just as Assistant Minister and his wife were eating lunch, Nangong Waner walked towards the dining table in a slightly displeased manner.

Nangong Waner went out in the morning with a gallant look, and returned home in the afternoon with his head hanging low.

The Assistant Minister couple exchanged glances, and all of them agreed that Xiao Ze had definitely recovered her sight, and was no longer blind. This was the first time her daughter experienced such a setback in her life.

"Wan Er, eat more. You must be tired from going out." With that, Madam Yang picked a piece of meat from the bowl in front of Nangong Waner.

"Yeah, daughter, eat more. It's been fun at home recently, so you should raise it properly." Lord Assistant Minister also picked a piece of meat up from Nangong Waner's bowl.

As Nangong Ruyu ate, he also silently raised his head and looked at them once, but did not say anything as he once again lowered his head and continued eating.

Even Nangong Waner himself was confused as he continued to eat mechanically.

"Wan Er, in a few days, I will be making an appointment to eat with Lord Xiao and his family. You … Don't be sad now, Father and Mother will help you arrange it. " Lord Assistant Minister picked up another dish and placed it in Nangong Waner's bowl, and said while patting his chest with excitement.

As Nangong Waner ate, his mind kept thinking of a few things. Some things were unclear, but he naturally couldn't hear clearly what the Lord Assistant Minister was saying, and thus he agreed without thinking.

The Assistant Minister couple looked at each other in understanding, "See, my feelings have really been thwarted."

On that night, the four men who were called by Nangong Waner all fell asleep. Each of them carried their own thoughts and worries with them as they thought about their own worries.

Taking advantage of the beautiful moonlight, Nangong Waner once again donned a thin shirt and sat on the steps of the courtyard entrance. With one hand holding his knees and the other holding his head, his mind was blank.

"Su Xiangxiang, or Qin Ruxue? Or me? Sigh ~ ~ "Nangong Waner sighed. He could not understand and decided to not think too deeply into it. He stood up and decided to go back to his room to sleep.

It was usually the time for her to fall asleep. Now, every single scene in her mind was filled with Xiao Ze's concerned gaze towards Nangong Waner, who looked at him with such gentleness in his eyes, "Hey, what am I thinking, what am I thinking? We're the best sisters, I should be happy for Wan Er." Thinking of this, Liu Ruo fell into a deep sleep after a few rounds.

At this time in the Xiao Residence, Xiao Ze was still holding onto the lamp while looking at the Ministry of Justice's dossier, his writing paused for a bit, as though his thoughts were in a mess. Xiao Ze could not help but recall that day in the restaurant, when Nangong Waner had listened to his words and pretended to look calm on the surface, and he could not help but remember that day when Nangong Waner pretended to be calm and unperturbed, "Sigh", Xiao Ze let out a light sigh, and continued to hold onto his brush, and started to look at the writing on the dossier.

In the darkness, Qing Feng was half lying on a couch in the room, his folding fan open and closed. In his mind, he recalled a scene from time to time. A young girl had snatched a folding fan from his hands, and opened it in an elegant and elegant manner, with a smile on her chest, as if she was showing it to a young man, "Look, it's a masterpiece, there's a kangaroo in the underworld! With this fan in my hands, the atmosphere immediately became joyful and it is no longer heavy and depressing. Don't thank me.

"Ahh, every time she comes here, it's always like this. Don't leave yet. After they finish fighting, let's go and repair this palace hall together." The people in the surroundings seemed to be accustomed to the young boy and girl's fighting. They didn't try to stop them and only waited quietly by the side for them to finish repairing the hall and leaking the roof.

He didn't know if his memories were too beautiful or too damaged, but Qing Feng was lost in thought. The folding fan in his hand continued to open and close, and that red bastard on the fan seemed very sudden.

He suddenly saw it and it pierced his heart.