The First Thousand Seven Hundred and Ninety-One Chapters of the National Teacher's Favorite Husband Is Very Alluring (19)

Chapter 1789 The national teacher's favorite husband is very alluring (19)

When the steward saw the young man, he stepped forward respectfully, lowered his eyes and called out respectfully, "Young Master."

Who can make the steward so respectful,

Identity is self-evident.

There was a sudden gust of wind around,

The pavilion master of Xingyue Pavilion, who has always been mysterious and enchanted, turned out to be a young man who was only sixteen or seventeen years old. This is something he could not imagine, so young...

Even Feng Chuge's first glance at Dianbai's eyes flashed a fleeting amazement, but in the next second, this amazement was broken by what the young man said.

"What did you say?" Feng Chuge was incredulous.

"If Miss Feng Er's comprehension is correct, I shouldn't need to repeat it." The slender and beautiful young man had picturesque eyebrows and a cold expression. The coldness of humanity.

"You are the pavilion master of Xingyue Pavilion? Why don't you let me buy it?" Feng Chuge blurted out a question.

"It's just that this young master doesn't like it." The young pavilion master's voice was very low, revealing a light mockery.

This time,

Feng Chuge was very embarrassed.

The people around have not recovered from the fact that the pavilion master of Xingyue Pavilion is so young and handsome, and the stunning color in his eyes has not faded.

Feng Chuge wanted to worry about something, but Nan Jingxuan didn't want to go on like this, it was too embarrassing.

He raised his head and glanced at the picturesque young man, and forced Feng Chuge to leave,

The forces behind the pavilion master of Xingyue Pavilion are mysterious and unpredictable, and they are ruthless, and they are not offended by ordinary people.

Even though Nan Jingxuan was the direct son of the Duke's mansion, he didn't want to offend Ranbai so easily.

Feng Chuyan was stunned for a moment, she hesitated for a moment, but thanked Ranbai: "Thank you, son, for helping me out of the siege."

Otherwise,

Feng Chuyan stood there alone, afraid of being embarrassed.

Ranbai raised his eyes slowly, glanced at her, and said in a light voice: "It has nothing to do with you, it's just not pleasing to the eye."

Feng Chuyan couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled,

She did not expect that the pavilion owner of Xingyue Pavilion would be so young and so individual.

Just because it's not pleasing to the eye...

Feng Chuyan's eyes flashed with fleeting envy,

If she can do whatever she wants just because she doesn't like it,

think of this,

Feng Chuyan lowered her eyes and restrained her thoughts.

She is the direct daughter of the Feng family, she has to consider everything for the Feng family, and she has to be cautious in her words and deeds. It is impossible to be as reckless as a teenager.

"I don't know your surname?" Feng Chuyan asked softly, "Even if you do something unintentional, I'm grateful. If it happens in the future, I will definitely repay it."

"Cold." The young man said concisely.

"Young Master Han..." Feng Chuyan muttered to herself.

Although the coldness is small, it is not without it. It is impossible for Feng Chuyan to associate the young man in front of him with the peerless genius national teacher just because of one word.

I just remembered this nature in my heart, "I dare to ask Young Master Han if he has time, if there is..."

Feng Chuyan pondered for a while, "How about I invite Young Master Han to have a meal?"

The young man in front of him is the pavilion master of Xingyue Pavilion. It is always good to be able to make friends.

"No." Ranbai held the ink-colored folding fan, his voice was cold and unparalleled, and the rejection was neat.

"Alright then." Feng Chuyan felt a little pity.

Unexpectedly, the young man said: "It's not good for a girl who has not left the cabinet to spend a long time in the same room with a man."

This is the limitation of this era, and it is also the tragedy of this era.

Women are three obediences and four virtues.

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