Come in with a Thick Face

The weather became a little warmer. Feng Qingying brought Forsythia along and casually strolled around the backyard of the Duke's Palace. Finally, he sat in a pavilion by the lake and fed the fish.

"The wangfei is in a good mood."

Shi Yanfei's voice sounded out.

Feng Qingying concentrated on sprinkling the fish food in his hand into the lake, and asked indifferently, "Isn't this Young Master Shi in a good mood too?"

"Princess doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

"You still ask when you know it."

Shi Yanfei was a little embarrassed. He obviously couldn't continue the conversation so he just stood to the side and continued to chat with Feng Qingying. "There's really no need to be angry at the Duke."

"Don't the Young Master Shi feel that he is being too nosy?"

He also felt that he was being too nosy, but today, what he saw was a face that could kill him. He didn't even dare to speak, and got scolded the moment he spoke.