Queen of flowers - Chapter 11

Feng Liao suddenly looked up at her, first with an unbelievable expression on his face. Then a strong emotion like annoyance, hate-like, shame. Yong Ruo couldn’t distinguish and understand anything from his eyes.

He snorted loudly, “When Zi Mo returns, I’ll let him give you! I don’t have any silver on me!” His tone was very rushed. After speaking, he turned his head and looked out the window, never looking at Yong Ruo again. His two thick, thin, bright-colored lips squeezed hard, and he looked very angry.

Yong Ruo asked more carefully, “What about … wooden name post?”

‘Don’t break your promise! I finally found a backing. I really don’t want to lose it! In this era of power, is there something as a back-up? In any case, it was really a situation of life and death!’

“I didn’t carry it today, but I’ll give it to you tomorrow!”

After speaking, he suddenly stood up and went to the window, facing it without speaking. His fingers were clenched tightly on the edge of the window, and his knuckles were slightly pale due to excessive force.

Seeing him like this, Yong Ruo didn’t know where she offended him.

As she continued to lower her head to drink soup, she thought he was just fine earlier, but his mood changed when she said she was leaving! Was that phoenix ​​still reluctant to fail her? !! A weird feeling gradually rose in her heart.

After a while, Feng Liao suddenly turned to face Yong Ruo and asked her, “Do you know why I threw that silver into the water?”

Yong Ruo shook his head, “I don’t know.” Wasn’t it a prank?

Feng Liao laughed, smiling a little strangely, “At that time, I felt that I was being ridiculed by you, and I was very angry! But you acted very respectfully and courteously, and I was inconvenient. I wanted to fool you. It was for revenge. If you see five silvers ingots fell from your hand, won’t you be so distressed that you couldn’t sleep all night, right? “

Yong Ruo also smiled and nodded. If she didn’t pick up that silver, she wouldn’t only be unable to sleep all night but would also be unable to sleep for many consecutive nights!

“I dedicated flowers to you; how can it be considered a joke?” Yong Ruo expressed her dissatisfaction.

“You’re a girl, presenting flowers to a man, and also telling the story of a fruit-throwing carriage. Isn’t this a joke?” Feng Liao firmly maintained his point.

Yong Ruo thought to herself, ‘This question must be clarified; otherwise, how can she bear the charge of “playing a nobleman”?!!’

“Have you ever written a poem?”

“Naturally, I did!”

“What kind of poems have you written?”

“Landscapes, places of interest, wind, and snow …!”

“Then, you are joking about landscapes, places of interest, wind, and snow?” Yong Ruo said, “This little girl has no poetry skills, can’t write poems, and can only express her heart with plum blossom. This is the same as writing poems. Why should the boy think too much that this little girl is making fun of him?!”

“What do you want to do with plum blossoms?”

“Show my admiration. My Young master, Long Zhang Fengcai, haven’t any girl been fascinated by the Young master before?”

“Yes! There were many. But none of them were as bold as you. When they saw me, they were just red-faced, shy, and they were still talking. There were no bold expressions like yours.”

“Everyone has a heart for beauty. Why bother?”

Feng Liao was silent, then looked at Yong Ruo and asked, “Do you really think I look like Pan An and adore me?”

The sound of his words was especially gentle; he looked at her with a lingering expression. Waiting for her answer, he seemed to hold his breath, very nervous …

Yong Ruo had a heart-like look as if she was a maggot, and immediately found an explanation for his weirdness, wasn’t it? Is this Phoenix boy serious about her?

Is he forcing her to confess?

Yong Ruo thought that Feng Gogzi’s attitude was of a person who had a really high place in society, so it was impossible to marry him as the main wife.

Did he force her to confess because he wanted to make her a concubine? What a smartass!

But at this moment, she couldn’t swallow all the words she had just said.

Her brain turned sharply, and she quickly thought of a countermeasure, then she said positively, “Of course it is true. Although this little girl was born in poverty, she admires the beauty of all things in the world. The festival of light … I got many things I love. The vast white snow, cooking smoke, faint, fragrant grass, shearing spring breeze, barking dogs, and the setting sun … I also think that each has its own beauty. Men are the spirits of all things, and the Young master is the dragon and phoenix of men. How can a little girl not love?” Let it go without any pity! Strive to make the Young master faint, so she could get out of here!

Feng Liao stared straight at her. His eyes gradually showed suspicion and disappointment.

Yong Ruo stared at him bravely and kept smiling, without half-heartedness or shyness.

(Miao: She liked the beauty of barking dogs. haha!)