Princess Against the World

"Yes, you are watching the birds singing and the flowers are fragrant, you have food and shelter, and beauties are coming to your door...this little life is much more comfortable than ours!"

Feng Chenglin sat down on the bamboo chair and lay down comfortably.

"Third Young Master, I don't know if you have ever thought about it... In terms of cultivation and talent, you have a better chance of being favored by Xingjun, but... it is him who attracts the most attention. Why?"

Ling Luoyu glanced at him charmingly, sat on the corner of the desk, and looked through the Miao family secrets in his hand.

"I know what you mean... The things about Dingmiao that attract the God Lord are also attracting Xingjun! So we must be more careful and it is best not to get involved in the disputes of interests between them!!"

With a "squeak" sound, the courtyard door was pushed open.

Feng Cheng and Lin You jumped up and leaned out to look outside the original courtyard.

"Third Young Master..."

At the gate of the courtyard, a young man in ordinary clothes was standing with a frown, looking at the big box at the main entrance with a strange look.

"I'll go...this guy won't be...Dingmiao, right?"

In the past, although the Dingmiao Temple had some good looks, it was still the kind that would not turn many heads when walking among the crowd.

But if this little hottie in front of him were walking on the street, he would definitely make 90% of women's hearts beat.

His skin is more delicate and white than Ling Luoyu's, and his facial features are as petite and delicate as a painting.

If the Adam's apple below his throat hadn't revealed his gender, nine out of ten people would have thought he was a girl! !

"Third Young Master, I think this guy looks like only Mo Xuanchen can suppress him..."

To be honest, when it comes to appearance, Feng Chenglin is ashamed of himself!

"But Mo Xuanchen is not as feminine as him... It looks like this kid is more like a woman pretending to be a man... To be honest, when you pretend to be a man, you are more masculine than him..."

Ling Luoyu squinted: "Fat man, you're not going to be beaten, are you!?"

"What?"

What is a break?

Where did it break? !

"who!?"

As the shouts reached his ears, a figure quickly flashed to the door of the study.

When he saw Ling Luoyu, he didn't frown.

"It's you?!"

Without waiting for Ling Luoyu to answer, he suddenly pointed behind him.

"I've already told you, please respect yourself...get out!!"

Ling Luoyu leisurely picked up the book on the table and raised it gently: "Is this yours or the Miao family's?"

"you……"

"Dingmiao!!"

"..."

The word "dingmiao" seemed to shock the young man.

His eyes narrowed and he suddenly looked at Feng Chenglin on the bamboo chair.

"You are……"

Feng Chenglin pouted: "Don't look at me, your aura and I don't get along... We won't deal with it!!"

"You mean...Brother Feng?"

The young man suddenly pointed at Ling Luoyu.

"Then you are Miss Ling!!"

Feng Chenglin snapped his fingers and stood up slowly: "Okay, now we can identify him, he is one of our own!"

He glanced sideways, his eyes gradually becoming playful.

"But...are you really Dingmiao? This little appearance...is completely different from the one we know!!"

Ling Luoyu's black eyes burned: "Is this your true appearance!?"

Dingmiao lowered his eyes: "Yes!! In front of Xingjun... no one's mask can hide it!!"

With Xingjun's cultivation and experience, he could see through his false identity at a glance, and even wiped off the mask on his face with his own hands.

"what is going on?"

Feng Chenglin became interested, with a look of gossip on his face.

"Who is that Mr. Xing? Why did he want to arrest you?"