Chapter 87: The Fallen Heart (1)
Feng Qinghan only attended the ranking meeting at the beginning, and was rarely seen afterwards. Of course, this was what the participants thought. In fact, he could be seen from [Qingfeng Garden] to 'Bishui Yifang', and beside him, there was always another person. Ever since Yinyin arrived at [Qingfeng Palace], she had become a topic of conversation among the crowd, but since Canyun was the one who managed [Qingfeng Palace], the topic was not too noisy, so it was only mentioned in private when there were few people around...
"Really? I saw it today at the 'Bishui Pavilion'—"
"The day before yesterday it was 'Moon Pond', yesterday it was 'Lotus Terrace', today it is 'Green Water Pavilion'. The young master is really with her all the time."
"Exactly, who is she? Young Master has never stayed with anyone for such a long time before, and judging from the atmosphere between them, it's simply—"
"A person whose identity is unknown and whose appearance is just so-so, how could the young master like that kind of person?"
"That's right, it's impossible—"
Five maids were chatting while cleaning a corner of the huge [Qingfeng Palace]. The 'she' they were referring to was Yin Yin. They were all surprised by Feng Qinghan's behavior and curious about Yin Yin's origins. Yin Yin's appearance was not particularly conspicuous in the [Qingfeng Palace], which attracted the ridicule of the maids. Of course, judging from the looks of these five maids, they should be beauties in the eyes of ordinary people, but here they are just maids doing miscellaneous tasks.
"But don't you find it strange?"
"What's strange about that ?"
A maid who seemed rather shy spoke up, attracting the attention of the other four maids.
"Not to mention that the Master has changed since she came, but it seems that he hasn't summoned anyone to sleep with him since he came back from outside this time."
"Hearing what you said——"
"So, it seems that Lord Huan has never been summoned since he came back. And I heard that the maids exclusively for Qingfeng Garden were ordered not to approach except to deliver food and daily necessities. Even for cleaning, it was only after the young master and her left. It seems that only some maids can enter at other times."
The five maids seemed to have noticed something, but they kept it to themselves and no one dared to say it out loud. They could only look at each other.
"Could it be that the young master really has a crush on her?"
In the past, if the word "like" was used, perhaps no one would care, but the special circumstances this time forced people to try to believe it.
"Come to think of it, the Second Protector seemed to have ordered that she be treated strictly."
"Hey? That Lord Canyun who never asks about such matters?"
“No way???”
"Is it really——"
Continuing the topic, the five maids realized that their guess was correct, and they looked at each other in astonishment. It was not that they , but there has always been a saying in [Qingfeng Palace] that 'only those who talk less live longer'. Even if they had nothing to do, they dared not speak nonsense casually, let alone on the topic of Feng Qinghan, the owner of the entire [Qingfeng Palace]. The five women then continued with the work in their hands and said no more.
[Bishui Pavilion] doesn't seem to be anything special at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that [Bishui Pavilion] is an independent building built on a mountain, where you can see different scenery of "Bishui Yifang". At the beginning, Feng Qinghan just took Yinyin to inspect "Bishui Yifang" roughly, and now he takes Yinyin to the places he thinks are most meaningful, and [Bishui Pavilion] is one of them. Not only can you see different scenery here, but it also allows people here to feel a different space!
The graceful music of the piano surrounded the entire [Bishui Pavilion], and the familiar dance posture reappeared in the empty hall of [Bishui Pavilion]. Feng Qinghan, who was plucking the strings of the piano, had completely devoted his attention to the dance posture of the person in front of him. The movements of his fingertips were not disordered at all, and it could be seen that he had already mastered it. In contrast, Yinyin danced every movement with concentration, and was so serious about every movement, as if she did not allow any mistakes. Her dance was still so beautiful that Feng Qinghan could only see her figure...
As soon as the song ended, Feng Qinghan came to Yin Yin's side...
“So beautiful—”
"Thanks!"
Just like the confession, Yinyin had already resisted the words of praise, especially when they came from Feng Qinghan's mouth. When Yinyin just stood up, Feng Qinghan gently kissed her on the side of the cheek. Yinyin was stunned at first, but quickly avoided Feng Qinghan as if nothing had happened.
After spending a few days together, Yinyin had already gotten used to Feng Qinghan's intimate actions. She did not refuse nor did she feel disgusted. Feng Qinghan, on the other hand, seemed to have no scruples and started pursuing Yinyin. From his spur-of-the-moment, joking attitude, it was hard !
"I said, when will you respond to me?"
Feng Qinghan's lips were pressed against Yinyin's ears. Yinyin could clearly feel his breath. Even so, she remained indifferent. She turned aside and stood by the huge window, looking into the distance. Feng Qinghan followed behind her slowly. As soon as Yinyin stopped, he hugged her from behind...
