What exactly is the difference between me and Mu Yanyun?
He hangs around Mu Yanyun all day long, ignores her, and teases her from time to time. Now her father wants to marry her to him, but Ye Feiyun is still reluctant!
At that moment, Mu Fenfang's expression instantly became gentle as water, and she said, "Father, I know Brother Feiyun has his own ideas. Let's not force him. Maybe it's fate. Whether it's fate or not, we will know in the future."
Mu Fenfang deliberately pretended to be shy and embarrassed.
Mu Tiansheng looked at Ye Feiyun in front of him with deep eyes.
Ye Dashan also hurried out to smooth things over, "Hahaha, Your Majesty, this matter is of no small importance. Let the two young men make their own decision!"
At this time, Mu Tianhao had already betrothed his daughter Mu Yanyun to Ye Feiyun. If the Eighth Prince's daughter Mu Fenfang was also betrothed to him, then wouldn't their Ye family be able to walk sideways in the Dagan Dynasty? Who could stop them in the future?
It is no exaggeration to say that he can call the wind and rain and cover the sky with one hand.
Ye Feiyun was almost crying.
[Didn't you see the murderous look in Long Aotian's eyes?]
[Mu Yanyun and Mu Fenfang, don't you think they've caused me enough trouble? ]
Ye Feiyun didn't dare to delay for even a second and quickly said, "Godfather, now that you've recovered, let's discuss this matter later. I won't say anything more for now. I have some urgent matters at home. We'll talk about it later. You must take good care of yourself!"
After saying that, Ye Feiyun didn't dare to stay for a moment, and even ignored Ye Dashan's shouts, and rushed out of the yard in a hurry.
I finally ran out of the yard.
"Oh my!" Ye Feiyun held onto a pillar, his heart pounding like a drum. "It's over, it's over, it's all over now. Who knows what horrible methods Long Aotian will use to torture me!!"
After Ye Dashan said goodbye to Mu Tiansheng, he followed Mu Fenfang and Long Aotian out the door.
Seeing Ye Feiyun's miserable state, he immediately shouted angrily: "Yun'er, you are really becoming more and more outrageous! Before your godfather could finish speaking, you ran out alone!"
Mu Fenfang said with concern, "Uncle Ye, don't blame Brother Feiyun. Maybe he really has something to hide."
"Brother Feiyun, you must have your own considerations!"
Mu Fenfang obviously saw that Ye Feiyun was afraid of this, so she said this on purpose.
She wanted to see what tricks Ye Feiyun could come up with.
Ye Feiyun widened his eyes and looked at Mu Fenfang in disbelief.
He remembered that in the original book, Mu Fenfang was not like this. She used to be extremely disgusted with him and was even annoyed to talk to him. Why was she trying to smooth things over for him now?
Don't you know that this will bring down Long Aotian's hatred? Long Aotian will kill me, do you know that?
When he turned around again, he saw Long Aotian next to him with a pale face, staring at Ye Feiyun as if he was looking at a dead person.
Ye Feiyun's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he hurriedly said to Mu Fenfang: "Princess Mu, I will take my leave first. Let's meet again in the future, okay?"
Ye Feiyun was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and at this moment he just wanted to get away as soon as possible.
Mu Fenfang, who was standing by, suddenly called out to Ye Feiyun. "Brother Feiyun,~!"
"What's the matter?" Ye Feiyun forced a smile and turned his head as if he had seen a ghost.
"Didn't you say you'd hug me every time we leave? Why did you forget now?"
Ye Feiyun was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground. Before he could come to his senses, Mu Fenfang rushed into his arms with a gust of fragrant wind and said in a delicate voice, "Brother Feiyun, you must take care of yourself. After you and Sister Mu Yanyun get married, remember to come and see me often."
Mu Fenfang was delighted.
She finally understood that Ye Feiyun just wanted to hide from her and was afraid of Long Aotian.
She wanted to see what Ye Feiyun would do if she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.
"Oh my god!" Ye Feiyun pushed Mu Fenfang away as if he had been electrocuted.
"I, I'm telling you, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want. When did I ever tell you I wanted a hug?"
Long Aotian on the side shouted: Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
Ye Feiyun didn't dare to delay any longer at this time, "Let's go, let's go."
At this time, Ye Dashan was stroking his beard, and his heart was filled with joy when he saw his son and the Eighth Prince's daughter Mu Fenfang being so close.
Thought.
In this way, our Ye family will have a smooth future in the Dagan Dynasty!
Isn’t this meteoric rise just around the corner?!
Isn't this exactly the situation he's been dreaming of?!
He is indeed my son, with great talent, who won over two beautiful women in Beijing at once, and he is quite like your father in the past!
Ye Feiyun didn't care about anything else and ran out pulling Ye Dashan.
Long Aotian watched Ye Feiyun and Ye Dashan leave, wanting to say something, but before he could open his mouth, Mu Fenfang, standing beside him, narrowed her eyes, looked at Long Aotian, and asked, "What are you still doing here?"
Long Aotian seemed to have something to say. "Princess, this subordinate..."
"Step back!" Mu Fenfang instantly regained her coolness, revealing her icy beauty.
Her personality is somewhat similar to Mu Yanyun's. She is always cold and indifferent towards people she doesn't like or hates.
Long Aotian's face twisted, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he said angrily: "Alright, Princess, I will withdraw now."
After saying that, he glanced out the door angrily, his heart filled with rage.
.......
Ye Feiyun, who came out of Prince Mu's Mansion, felt completely chilled in his heart.
Ye Dashan called him to get in the carriage several times before he woke up from his dream and got in the carriage in a panic.
Ye Dashan, who was sitting in the front, had a big smile on his face. He happily opened the door curtain and prepared to return to the Ye Mansion.
"All right, sir."
The coachman in front immediately responded with a smile.
With a clear and loud sound of a whip, the carriage slowly moved forward.
Ye Dashan, who was sitting at the front, pinched his chubby face with his hands, stroked his beard, and couldn't help feeling secretly happy in his heart.
Comfortable!
So comfortable!
Now that this has happened, let alone the Ye family, who in this Dagan Dynasty would dare to provoke the Ye family in the future?
To say that he is on the rise is an understatement!
If my son could marry Mu Yanyun, I would also like to take Mu Fenfang into my pocket.
Ye Dashan couldn’t even imagine what would happen after that. It was such a great honor to his family!
At that moment, Ye Dashan couldn't help but cast an approving look at Ye Feiyun.
When Ye Feiyun saw his father's seemingly unfriendly eyes, his heart trembled suddenly and he muttered to himself.
Dad, please stop looking at me. Both of us have our heads on our belts now.
You don't know anything, yet you're still laughing foolishly...!
If you keep going on like this, we're both finished!"
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