Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy
Chapter 55 A touch of sweetness
The two of them came to the back hall. Gu Qingzhi put Xiaohua on the couch and found a thicker cushion for Feng Zhanye before letting him sit down to eat.
She picked up the teapot beside her and poured two cups. The pure white liquid with a strong bean aroma in the cup made Feng Zhanye raise his eyebrows.
"This is something new that Qiu Jiang learned to make. It seems to be called soy milk. Aunt Liu drank it and said it tasted good. She brought it here for us to try."
Gu Qingzhi explained on the side and took the lead in picking up the cup and taking a sip.
"Brother Gu, I'm here to exchange money. Hey! Where did the kitten come from?"
Wu Fang walked in with a smile on his face, glanced at the cat on the couch, and didn't seem to care much. Instead, he smelled the food and came to the table: "What good stuff? Is there anything for me?"
Gu Qingzhi had said earlier today that she would go see Gu Fengping. Thinking that it was about time, she put down the cup and went to the inner room to pick up the cat.
"I'm leaving."
The young man saw Wu Fang squinting his eyes and staring at Gu Qingzhi's cup, his saliva was about to flow, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
Just as Wu Fang was about to pick up Gu Qingzhi's cup, a hand grabbed the cup before him.
"Master, you... don't you have another cup?" Wu Fang looked at Feng Zhanye in confusion, not understanding why he had to snatch it from him.
Feng Zhanye's ears turned slightly red and he pushed the cup in his hand to him.
"Azhi has already drunk this cup, you drink that one."
Wu Fang didn't care much. He pouted, took the cup and drank it all in one gulp. The rich bean aroma filled his mouth. He picked up the kettle and poured himself another cup.
"You know what, this thing Sister Qiu Jiang researched is really delicious. I remembered it after I drank it last time."
Feng Zhanye watched him drinking one cup after another, feeling a little speechless.
"You finished drinking so quickly? Master, you eat first, I'll go get them another pot."
Wu Fang said this and ran out of the back hall with the pot in his hand, leaving Feng Zhanye sitting alone in front of the table, staring blankly at the cup in his hand.
The lip print left on the wall of the cup was still a little warm and moist. Feng Zhanye stared at it in a daze, and somehow moved his lips close to it and drank up the remaining soy milk in the cup.
The mellow flavor filled his taste buds, and his cheeks suddenly flushed.
"It's kind of... sweet."
The young man muttered something quietly, and a faint throbbing appeared in his heart. He touched his chest, with some confusion in his eyes.
This feeling has appeared frequently in recent times. Whenever he gets close to Gu Qingzhi, it becomes particularly obvious. His heart starts pounding, as if something is roaring inside.
After breakfast, Wu Fang followed Feng Zhanye to the main residence.
After moving around for some time, Feng Zhanye was pretty familiar with the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The entire prime minister's residence can be roughly divided into four major courtyards in the east, south, west and north, and is divided into four directions by the Chongshan Pavilion in the middle.
The South Courtyard and the East Courtyard were where Zuo Fuhong lived, the North Courtyard was where Zuo Chengyu and his mother lived, and the rest of the concubines and aunts all lived in the West Courtyard.
Wu Fang held the wooden sword in his arms, and his mouth was not idle: "Master, Zuo Er is also in the swordsmanship class today. He will probably ridicule you when he sees you. Do you really want to go?"
Feng Zhanye lowered his eyes and just walked, with a cold and innocent look on his face, but he whispered: "Go, of course I have to go."
Wu Fang really didn't understand why Feng Zhanye was asking for trouble, so he could only shut up and follow him.
The master and servant walked one after the other through the north courtyard and headed towards the west courtyard.
Feng Zhanye was dressed in a grey-blue suit, with his black hair tied behind his head. He had the youthful vigor and heroic demeanor that only a young man could have, and he was capable and pleasing to the eye, causing the maids passing by to glance at him sideways and gossip about him in a low voice.
"After that person killed his biological mother, he was completely expelled from the palace, right? He was unlucky himself, and he made our Lord Zuo Xiang the scapegoat, having to support a completely unrelated person."
"Who says it's not true? It's because Lord Zuo Xiang is soft-hearted and has hired a master to exorcise the evil spirits for him, which is why everyone dares to approach him."
"But I think the masters don't take him seriously. Maybe they think he's a bit pretty and just treat him as a toy to amuse themselves and cheer up the masters."
Feng Zhanye understood that all Zuo Fuhong wanted was fame and fortune.
On the one hand, he took advantage of the reputation of raising an abandoned child without being bothered by his evil spirit, and on the other hand, he used the fact that he held the prince in his hands to intimidate court officials. He claimed that Feng Zhanye's evil spirit was suppressed by an expert, in order to win praise from the people of Kyoto and make other officials fear him.
However, for the sake of revenge, these uses were of no consequence to Feng Zhanye. What he wanted now was for them to despise and look down on him the more.
He did not fail to hear the maids' teasing words, but he pretended he heard nothing and walked into the west courtyard.
The sword-fighting master was teaching Zuo Chengran the moves one-on-one, and Feng Zhanye was a little distracted for a moment.
Suddenly, it seemed as if there were flying flowers passing by, and he seemed to see Sister Azhi holding his hand and teaching him how to dance with the sword step by step.
He didn't know why he suddenly thought of that scene, or rather, he seemed a little strange since then.
"Master, be careful!" Wu Fang's voice beside him brought him back to reality, and he saw a sword flying towards him at a rapid speed.
He instinctively wanted to dodge, but suddenly realized that this was the west courtyard of the main mansion. He widened his eyes, pretended to be panic-stricken, took two steps back, and sat down on the ground, hit by the wooden sword.
"Pfft...Hahaha." The culprit Zuo Chengran grinned and laughed before he even had time to put down his hand that threw the sword.
The boy's sneer was quite sharp and piercing. "You are such a coward. If you are so scared, you might as well not come. You won't be able to learn it anyway."
Since Feng Zhan Ye was arranged by Zuo Fuhong to come to the West Courtyard to learn swordsmanship, Zuo Chengran has finally got the chance to bully him. Every time he does something weird, he will do something to make Feng Zhan Ye look bad, and today is no exception.
Feng Zhanye said nothing, lowered his head, and was helped up by Wu Fang and stood in the corner.
Zuo Chengran didn't intend to let him go just like that. He turned to look at his swordsmanship master and said with a smile, "Master, go ask him how he's doing. Maybe there will be a surprise."
After receiving Zuo Chengran's order, the swordsman turned to look at Feng Zhanye standing beside him, frowning in annoyance: "How are you doing with the moves I taught you yesterday?"
Feng Zhanye looked a little embarrassed, and said uncomfortably, "I... don't quite remember."
The swordsmanship master seemed to have expected this conclusion and shook his head helplessly: "If you are really not suitable for martial arts, there is no need to force it. Perhaps it would be better for you to learn literature."
Zuo Chengran seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed out loud: "You think too highly of him. He can't even remember a few simple movements. Do you expect him to remember the content of the book?"
After hearing this, the swordsmanship master shook his head and had no intention of teaching him anymore. He left the yard on his own.
Zuo Chengran, who was standing in the courtyard, was still a head taller than Feng Zhanye. He walked over leisurely, looked down at him, and "tsk" twice.
"Look, you've even angered your master and he ran away. What use are you to?"
The boy just stood there calmly, looking up at him and saying nothing.
There was always a kind of indifference on Feng Zhanye's face when he was expressionless, which was otherworldly. But Zuo Chengran hated this look of his the most, which made him look like a clown.
He barely suppressed his anger, looked at the wooden sword in Wu Fang's hand, and a bad idea came to his mind.
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