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"Yan?"

Hearing someone calling him, Mo Qingyan raised his head and saw Long Tianze standing not far away. It was obvious that he was waiting for her.

"This subject pays respects to Ninth Prince." Mo Qingyan bent his body as he bowed to each and every prince and Noble Heir present, including Lin Zifeng who was standing in the middle of the crowd.

There was a difference between males and females, adding on to the fact that the entire city knew that Ninth Prince was going to marry the Royal Elder, everyone present intentionally kept their distance from Mo Qingyan.

Lin Zifeng did not come closer, but looked at Mo Qingyan without leaving a trace. She was the only one who bowed to him in front of everyone.

Everyone treated him as a nuisance that they did not dare to provoke. Was she not afraid?

"Little sister Qingyan, try and taste this osmanthus cake, I made it personally for someone to send over." Chu Rou saw that she was in a daze and pulled her into the seating area.

In front of everyone, even if Mo Qingyan wanted to guard against it, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and taste one piece, "Miss Chu's cooking skills are really good. "It's just that I've been feeling unwell recently and can't eat sweet food, so I hope you won't take away everyone's interest."

After politely saying that, she put down her chopsticks, neither rejecting Chu Rou's face nor showing her familiarity.

She had no way to let go of her guard against Chu Rou. It was as if she knew that there was a poisonous snake by her side and no one would be able to pretend that it didn't exist.

"Yan doesn't like it. This prince shamelessly asked to have a try, how about it?"

Mo Qingyan did not get close to him as he had expected. This made Long Tianze a little surprised, and he took the initiative to approach him to help him out.

"As long as Ninth Prince doesn't mind." Chu Rou and Long Tianze looked at each other, blushing, they sent the waffle over.

Looking at the two's expressions, Mo Qingyan smiled, "Ninth Prince likes to eat osmanthus cake, you should treat her better in the future."

A talented beauty. Other people might think that her words were flawless, but the two parties involved could tell that something was amiss.

"Little Sister Qingyan, what did you say? Ninth Prince has a high status. It's my fortune that you're willing to eat one of my osmanthus cake. How could you dare think of anything else? "

Mo Qingyan did not argue. After he smiled, the fox would reveal his tail sooner or later. But this time, he could not use her as a stepping stone.

Taking the chance while everyone was reciting poems, Mo Qingyan quietly stood up and brought Ah Nuo to the backyard.

"Miss, are you not feeling well? Should we return to the residence first? "

"No need." Mo Qingyan shook his head: "It's just that I don't like the noise, we'll go back once they have finished their excitement."

If not for finding a chance to talk to Lin Zifeng, she wouldn't even bother to stay in this place for a moment longer.

Separated by the corridor, she looked at the figure seated at the table. No matter what, Lin Zifeng always had a cold appearance, like a wooden person without any sadness or joy.

"What a pity …" Mo Qingyan muttered to himself.

If he did not have the status of Noble Heir, he might have been able to live a better life. At least, he would not be restricted and could live a peaceful life.

Miss, are you looking at Noble Heir Lin? Ah Nuo was shocked and quickly looked around to see if there was anyone else. If they found out, her reputation would be ruined.

"Shh!" Mo Qingyan quickly made a booing gesture, and when he turned around again, Lin Zifeng was no longer on the stage.

She made a sound of surprise and stretched out her neck to look around. "Where did it go?"

A figure had appeared behind him at some point, and before Ah Nuo could even open his mouth to remind him, he had been sent away with a gesture.

"Does it look good?"

Mo Qingyan nodded as he heard the chuckle.

"At least he looks better than that bastard Long Tianze. Ah Nuo, if he …"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly froze.

It was only then that Mo Qingyan suddenly realised that the voice she was talking to just now wasn't that of her Ah Nuo, it was clearly a man's voice!

His neck turned stiffly, and the moment he saw Lin Zifeng, Mo Qingyan retreated a few steps in shock, "You, you, why are you here?"

"I never thought that the Miss Mo would have such a habit of spying on people." Lin Zifeng's voice was cool and refreshing, her face revealed a rarely seen gentle smile.

Mo Qingyan's face flushed red, she lowered her head, not daring to look at him, and incoherently said: "Ah Nuo, let's go, let's go!"

Lin Zifeng still wanted to speak, but the two of them had already fled. He rubbed his nose, was it because of his joke just now that made her unhappy?

It seemed that he would have to find an opportunity to apologize the next time they met.

Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of the jade pendant on the ground and bent down to pick it up. The temperature of the girl was still there, and unknowingly, a hint of a smile appeared in Lin Zifeng's eyes.

Minister's Mansion.

For the entire afternoon, Mo Qingyan locked himself in his room, and felt that his face was burning with embarrassment, and that he didn't have the face to go out and meet anyone.

"Ah Nuo, fetch water, I want to wash my face."

"He's coming." Ah Nuo was as tired as a dog, she went to change another bowl of clear water to come in, "Don't worry Miss, this is our Minister's Mansion, Noble Heir Lin will not suddenly appear again."

"You talk too much!" Mo Qingyan rolled his eyes at her. This girl must be laughing at her in her heart.

It was just that, Mo Qingyan had a bitter face, it was too embarrassing today, being caught red-handed by Lin Zifeng on the spot, how could she appear in front of him in the future?

Ah Nuo looked at Mo Qingyan's confused expression and thought, could it be that her young miss is really interested in Noble Heir Lin?

But when he thought of that Noble Heir Lin's awkward position … What should I do?

With much difficulty, Mo Qingyan managed to suppress the burning heat on his face and was about to change his clothes when his hand suddenly stopped. "Ah Nuo, did you see my jade pendant?"

He had brought it with him when he went out today. Now that he wasn't wearing it, could it be that he lost it?