C42 His name (2/2)

In that instant, Mu Ru Yue's face flushed red. She then felt the atmosphere become even more awkward.

Feng Qing widened his eyes slightly. As he looked at her embarrassed appearance, he chuckled. Feng Qing was peerless when he smiled. Even the phoenix seep was inferior by three points.

However, Mu Ru Yue didn't have the mood to admire a beauty now.

It was a good thing that Feng Qing didn't continue to embarrass Mu Ru Yue. He instead asked, ”I'm familiar with the host here, so there are a lot of people outside. How about you follow me to get some food?”

If outsiders were to hear this, Feng Qing would actually speak to a girl in such a friendly manner. This would definitely shock a group of people to the point that their jaws would drop to the ground.

After all, Feng Qing was famous for his coldness. Most of the times when this woman approached him, he would be frozen and run away. If those women were to see this, they would definitely shout out that this person was not Feng Qing!

However, Mu Ru Yue didn't know that. Feng Qing had already said this much. Furthermore, she was indeed hungry. Thus, he could only nod and agree, ”Then, many thanks to Your Highness, the Crown Prince.”

”Call me by my name.” The man's voice was very soft.

Mu Ru Yue pondered for a moment before replying helplessly, ”Young Master Feng Qing.”

Feng Qing paused for a moment. In her heart, he was slightly disappointed. If possible, she hoped that this person could address her in a more intimate manner. However … Just by thinking about it, he felt that his demands were excessive.

After all, he was not yet familiar with the girl. She wasn't even willing to tell him her surname, and even now, she still felt a sense of distance from him. Under these circumstances, listening to his request was already quite good.

However, no matter what, when the day of the consort selection came, the daughters of the ministers would always arrive. On that day, she had been able to come to the Imperial Palace, which meant that her status was not low. On that day, he already knew who she was. As she thought of this, Feng Qing's expression became much gentler.