Chapter 351 Are You Sincere?

Han Fei, who was struggling hard, suddenly stiffened.

She thought she heard wrongly.

"What did you say?"

The child stopped stuttering this time and shouted loudly: "Fat Fat!"

Han Fei's face finally fell.

"My name is Han Fei! Not Fatty!"

It seemed that Han Fei's angry yet restrained look was too cute, so the child shouted again: "Pangpang."

Han Fei almost wanted to drown this little brat! The heartache I felt just now is gone!

Listen! Listen! How could anyone have such a nickname? Isn't this just stabbing her in the heart?

"My name is Han Fei! Say it after me! Han Fei!"

"Chubby!"

The voice rose a little.

"Han Fei!"

"Chubby!"

The sound was a little louder.

"It's Han Fei! Han Fei! Han Fei!"

"Fat Fat! Fat Fat! Fat Fat!"

Han Fei: "..."

Why is the painting style suddenly so childish?

The corners of Han Fei's mouth twitched and she decided to give up arguing with the kid about this topic. She said with some self-deprecation: "Okay, okay, fat is fat, I am fat anyway, it doesn't matter, you are the uncle, Mr. Che!" "

After that, Han Fei continued to bathe the little boy, especially his messy long hair, which was just like weeds. Han Fei took the torn comb and combed it smoothly for a long time.

It’s so knotted!

She was afraid of hurting the child while pulling, so in the end she had to find a pair of scissors and cut off the knots that were too severe, and then she could comb them out.

But Han Fei was sweating after all this tossing, and most of the day passed like this. She rummaged through and found a set of cleaner clothes for the little boy to put on, and washed the clothes he took off. .

If possible, she really wanted to lose it!

But there were only a few sets of clothes in the shabby closet, so they were washed and dried together with the quilt.

After being so busy, both of them were hungry, and they ate some food before feeling relieved.

Han Fei looked at the small yard with sadness in her eyes, and decided to roll up her sleeves and take out everything to wash and tidy up, not expecting the little kid to help.

One afternoon, the child followed Han Fei and watched her busy cleaning things up, washing a bunch of unknown things, and washing her injured hands.

When Cai Ling came to see Han Fei, she saw him drying his clothes, and there were quilts, mattresses and other things hanging next to him, so he didn't waste any sunlight.

Cai Ling's face was complicated, and she shouted from a distance: "Han Fei!"

Han Fei, who was busy, turned around when she heard the sound and saw Cai Ling standing at the door of the yard, staring at her with an inexplicable expression.

Han Fei's heart skipped a beat and she had a bad feeling, but she still clapped her hands and walked over.

Behind him, the squatting child looked along Han Fei's back. When he saw Cai Ling, he suddenly showed his teeth and grinned, with a fierce look on his face.

Cai Ling naturally didn't take a child seriously. When he saw Han Fei coming out, he said directly: "What are you doing here?"

Han Fei said naturally: "Cleaning."

Cai Ling frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you not to meddle in other people's business?"

Han Fei was surprised and said, "I'm just cleaning."

Cai Ling's voice became sharp and said: "That's not what you should do!"

Han Fei paused and whispered: "Then what should I do? Just watch the Third Prince and don't care about anything?"

"Han Fei!"

Han Fei pursed her lips, with a hint of pleading in her tone, and said: "Sister Cailing, I know you do it for my own good, but I really can't bear to see him like this. He is a prince, he should be aloof, and he shouldn't live like this. In life, my power is very meager, but at least I can make his life more comfortable, no matter how small it is."

"Is that really what you think?"

Suddenly a pleasant voice broke in.

Also accompanied by bouts of coughing.

Han Fei and Cai Ling turned around at the same time and saw a woman dressed in white and wearing pink and white standing behind them, silently.

Han Fei didn't even feel any footsteps.

But what shocked Han Fei was that this woman was so beautiful.

She is dressed in white, with loose black hair, exquisite facial features, and eyes that are more like autumn water in her mouth.

Han Fei couldn't even find a better adjective to describe it. It was nothing more than overwhelming the country and the city.

The hibiscus is not as beautiful as the beauty's makeup, and the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and green flowers.

There was only this ancient poem lingering in Han Fei's mind. Even as a woman, she couldn't help but stare at it, there was just a hint of familiarity.

Until Cai Ling pulled her and said: "Why are you so dazed! You haven't seen the master yet!"

Han Fei hurriedly saluted with Cai Ling.

The woman in white smiled, her delicate face was sickly white, and she would cough from time to time.

Han Fei frowned. Judging from his appearance, he was a person who had been suffering from a long-term illness. There was even a faint look of death between his eyebrows. A thought flashed in Han Fei's mind: this person is not going to die soon.

Sure enough, the more beautiful a person is, the shorter his life is? Since ancient times, beauties have been so miserable...

etc!

wrong!

There is only one resident in the cold palace, and this person is Qin Che's mother, so... then the woman in white in front of him is... Xue Guiren!

The legendary snow nobleman!

Han Fei was stunned. She finally discovered why she felt so familiar just now.

This face is very similar to the male god!

But Qin Che's face was more masculine, while Xue Guiren's was more gentle, with tenderness in his eyebrows. This made Han Fei not immediately think of the other person's identity.

only……

The male god’s mother is so beautiful...

She is simply a goddess...

Han Fei couldn't help but be stunned again. With her round and pleasant face, even Xue Guiren couldn't help but smile and said, "What's your name?"

Cai Ling kicked Han Fei's toes and said, "Master is asking you something, why are you so dazed!"

Han Fei groaned, came to her senses, and immediately said: "My, my name is Han Fei! See you, noble man Xue!"

Xue Guiren smiled and said: "There is no need to be polite, there is no noble person in this cold palace, it is just a title."

Han Fei was stunned again. The goddess's voice was so beautiful...

Xue Guiren looked into the yard, and the small figure who had been squatting had disappeared.

Yuki Guiren's expression darkened.

"Are you serious about what you just said?"

Yuki Guiren suddenly asked seriously.

Han Fei didn't react, "What are you talking about?"

"Are you really thinking about Che'er?"

Han Fei was suddenly stunned.

She doesn't understand what Yuki Guiren means?

Are you testing her?

Han Fei straightened her expression. Whether it was a test or not, her original intention remained unchanged.

"Yes, Master."

Xue Guiren's eyes suddenly became dark when he looked at Han Fei.

At this moment, the atmosphere was strangely peaceful, and even Cai Ling remained silent.