Being rejected by a scholar? She is so rich, what is she afraid of?

Chapter 201 Restlessness

She slept peacefully, but Ying Tianchen on the other side couldn't fall asleep at all.

After returning to the main courtyard, my heart kept beating wildly. The scene of the kiss kept appearing in my mind. My ears were red, and I couldn't suppress the upturned corners of my mouth.

I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep, so I just got up.

"Feng Feng, accompany me to practice sword skills."

Yu Fengfeng, who had just laid down and was about to fall asleep, was picked up from the warm bed by his master, who forced himself to stay awake and walked to the yard.

"Prince, aren't you sleepy?" Yu Fengfeng asked while yawning.

"not sleepy."

Ying Tianchen raised the corner of his mouth. He didn't feel sleepy at all at this moment. He just felt full of energy and in a very good mood.

If I don’t do something about this restless body and mind, I will feel very uncomfortable.

"Stop talking nonsense and watch this."

Yu Fengfeng looked at his master who was like a chicken with blood, and secretly complained in his heart. But he had to cheer up to deal with it. Swords and knives have no eyes. If he was not careful and hurt his master or was hurt by his master, it would be bad.

I don't know what happened to the master today. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night and wanted to practice sword with me. Did he take the wrong medicine at night?

The two of them practiced for more than half an hour before Ying Tianchen stopped.

Yu Fengfeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

But he relaxed too early. After helping his master take a bath, he thought he could finally go to bed, but he was stopped again.

"Feng Feng, sit down and have a cup of tea with me."

Yu Fengfeng widened his eyes, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears and that he was having auditory hallucinations.

Otherwise, how could he hear his prince wanting to have tea with him so late at night?

"Why are you standing there? I asked you to sit down. Do you want me to pour you some tea?"

"No, no, no, Your Majesty, I can do it myself."

Yu Fengfeng was sure that he was not hallucinating, it was really his prince who wanted to drink tea so late in the evening.

I secretly complained that the prince must have lost his mind tonight.

But he was not slow in his movements. He sat down quickly and poured two cups of tea. He handed one cup over respectfully and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, is there something you can't figure out?"

Otherwise, they wouldn't do something that would keep people awake so late at night.

Ying Tianchen gave him a glare. This guard had no tact at all and could really be dismissed.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, unable to hide the smile on his face.

"Do you think there is something that the King cannot figure out?"

Yu Fengfeng really looked at her carefully. It was rare to see her face, which was usually stern, smiling now.

So he grinned and shook his head, "No, it looks like something good is happening."

Ying Tianchen glanced at him with a smile on his face, then picked up the teacup and took a sip in a pretentious manner.

"Well, you're smart for once."

I tried to hold back my smile, but couldn't control it and it grew wider.

But then I thought about what a good thing it was, and I felt inexplicably embarrassed, and the base of my neck turned red.

Under the lights of the night, Yu Fengfeng didn't notice this. Hearing that it was really a good thing, he dozed off and couldn't help but become curious.

"My Lord, tell me what good news this is."

"that is……"

Ying Tianchen looked at the guard who was very curious, raised his eyebrows, put the teacup on the table, and pretended to look gloomy.

"Yu Fengfeng, you are so brave that you dare to ask about my affairs."

Yu Fengfeng hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I dare not do that."

Ying Tianchen curled the corners of his lips, "Alright, I'm in a good mood today, I won't bother with you."

Yu Fengfeng quietly raised his eyes and saw that his prince was really not angry. He slowly exhaled, "Thank you, Prince."

While saying thank you, she continued to complain in her heart: The prince's temperament is like that of a woman, and it is becoming more and more difficult to figure out.