C7 (2/2)

”You!” Nangong Yu slammed on the table, sat up straight and pointed at Mo Yunfei. Just as he was about to flare up, he seemed to have thought of something and leaned back in his chair. A smile appeared on his face again as he said, ”It's like this. This King heard from General Mo that you weren't feeling well, so This King came to visit. Of course, This King truly wants to be friends with you. ”

”Humph!” Mo Yunfei snorted coldly and threw his head away, refusing to budge an inch.

”Third Prince, your words are too tactful. Just say that you want to take me as your subordinate, isn't that enough for you? ”How so?”

Every time he opened his mouth, he would confirm this fact. Mo Yunfei really didn't want to talk to him anymore. He wasted his saliva and energy. Mo Yunfei even felt sorry for the dinner he just had when he talked to him.

”Well, you're right about that, too.” Nangong Yu didn't expect Mo Yunfei to be so direct, so he nodded and admitted it. ”And your answer?”

”Haven't I been obvious?” Mo Yunfei felt that his dislike for him had exploded. He was just about to tell him that I hate you, did he not feel it? Eh? Was his performance not obvious?

”What?”

”My aversion to you. Am I not obvious? Do you have to make me say I hate you? It would be embarrassing to say such words, but I came here as a good person. ”

Mo Yunfei's face was full of surprise. At the end, he pouted innocently and wrinkled his nose. As for him being innocent, everyone knew it.

”You! ”Humph!” Nangong Yu shook his sleeves and walked out angrily.

”Prince, what are you going to do about this Mo Yunfei?” Nan Yi, who was behind Nangong Yu, softly asked.

”I have my own opinions on this. Go and report this to mother.”

When Nan Yi saw Nangong Yu's frosty expression, he thought that Mo Yunfei was too presumptuous, causing the prince to be displeased. Thus, he replied with a low voice, ”Yes.” His figure only went into a daze for a few moments before disappearing.

Nangong Yu looked towards the direction that the south side left and sighed. He seemed to have relaxed a little. He turned around and looked at the door that Mo Yunfei had slammed shut. A layer of sorrow seemed to have appeared in his eyes. He thought to himself, ”Sure enough,” and then he slowly let out a breath of air. It seemed as if he had slightly calmed down. Then, he flung his sleeves and left in large strides …

”Tsk, he really thinks of himself as a scallion. How come I didn't see you using yourself to cook?” Mo Yunfei followed Nangong Yu to the main hall. When Nangong Yu walked out, Mo Yunfei curled his lips in disdain.

Afterwards, he slowly walked back to the inner hall and sat on the bed. He threw himself onto the bed and pulled the blanket along with him as he rolled around on the bed. He tightly wrapped himself up like a dumpling and prepared to sleep.

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind to discuss the matter of returning to the manor with his big brother when he returned.

Mo Yunfei was bored and resentful. If he had known earlier, it would have been better to attend that damn banquet. After all, that Seventh Prince, Nangong Jue, was definitely here as well.

On the other hand, he was rather happy with his own opinion.

Mo Yunfei hid under the blanket and smiled like a cat that was trying to steal food. He didn't know if he had thought of something else. Then, he shrank his head and wrapped himself in the blanket like a turtle in its shell.

Just as Mo Yunfei was about to fall asleep in a daze, a loud noise suddenly rang out …