"ah!"

Nangong Ying stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

It took him a while to come to his senses: "I... I didn't hear wrong, did I? You, this eternal iceberg, this iron tree that never blooms, have blossomed? No, you've fallen for someone?"

"A woman."

Li Fengyu answered in a completely flat voice.

As soon as he said that...

Nangong Ying couldn't help but twitch her lips: "Isn't that obvious? If you're not a woman, are you a man? No way, your sweetheart isn't a man, is she?"

What are you thinking!

Li Fengyu glared at him, annoyed.

Nangong Ying patted her chest: "That puts my mind at ease. Otherwise, I was really worried that if I spent so much time with you, you might suddenly take a liking to me one day..."

Li Fengyu gave him a disdainful look, the meaning of which was self-evident: he wouldn't be interested in anyone else.

Nangong Ying had always been very curious about Li Fengyu's affairs, and now she knew that he had someone he liked.

Of course, he wouldn't hesitate to get to the bottom of it.

"Aren't we brothers? Aren't we friends? If you're the one hiding it, why are you keeping it a secret? Who is that girl? What does she look like? Where did you meet her?"

I recalled what An Wanwan was like when I first met her.

Li Fengyu clenched his fist and said, "I don't know whose daughter this girl is, or what her name is. She's a bit dark-skinned, but the skin under her neck is white. I didn't think much of it before, but now I think she must have been disguising herself."

Nangong Ying spat out the wine she had just drunk.

"Seriously? You didn't even see her name or what she looks like, and you've already... you've fallen for her? No wonder you can't appreciate the beauties in the capital; you actually like women like this..."

"You have a wide network of connections, please keep an eye out for me."

Li Fengyu had originally planned to let it go, but now that they were talking, he didn't want to let it go anymore. It wasn't that he had really fallen for An Wanwan; he just wanted to find her and deal with her.

"Give me a portrait, then!"

Nangong Ying said, somewhat speechless.

Li Fengyu asked Feng Qi to fetch a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. Soon, a portrait appeared on the paper. However, apart from the clothes and eyes, which were relatively clear, everything else was quite blurry.

"No way."

Nangong Ying exclaimed in surprise, "This is it? How are we supposed to find it?"

suddenly.

Nangong Ying's gaze fell on those eyes: "These, these eyes are quite, quite..."

"It looks pretty good, doesn't it? We thought so too at the time."

Feng Jiu said casually.

Feng Qi and the others noticed that their master wanted to beat him up, so they quickly pulled him away.

Feng Jiu didn't understand what they meant: "Why are you pulling me? Didn't you say the same thing back then? Have you forgotten what you said?"

Feng Qi and the others: "..."

Why should they work with him?

How did someone as stupid as him get elected?!

Li Fengyu narrowed his handsome eyes and said softly, "Feng Jiu, since you remember so clearly, you have ten days to find ten women with eyes as beautiful as yours. If you fail, you'll be punished with a military rod..."

"Master, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Feng Jiu blurted out a sentence, wanting Feng Qi and the others to plead for him. Seeing their winks and grimaces, he realized what was going on.

Isn't his master just making things difficult for him?

"Aren't you going yet!"

Li Fengyu shouted.

Feng Jiu chose to give up: "Master, just tell me how many lashes to give him..."

You'll get attacked from both sides.

What else is he looking for?

Li Fengyu's face darkened.

Nangong Ying burst into laughter: "Feng Jiu, you're so funny! Why don't I have a bodyguard as funny as you? You're killing me with laughter."

"You're going to die laughing? Are you sure you can die laughing? Want me to help you?"