Chapter 85 It is said that he is a stunningly handsome man

at this moment, Feng Liye's eyes held no trace of affection. Instead, there was a coldness colder than frost and snow. 。"Is this what you like" Chu Qingge thought he was referring to her fight with...Her clothes were as white as snow, and her hair was as black as ink.

His face was like a character out of a comic book, with delicate and exquisite features. His face seemed to be carved by a divine hand.

Unlike Feng Liye's domineering kind of handsome, the young man in white before him had a beauty that didn't carry any aggression.

Soft and gentle, the whole person seems to have walked out of a painting.

But at this moment, looking into Chu Qingge's eyes, there was a trace of distance and resistance.

Lan Yu reached out his hand and waved it in front of Chu Qingge's face: "Princess"

"Uh!" Chu Qingge was startled, immediately regaining her composure.

"Sorry, did I scare you I just saw a man who looked like a god and couldn't help but take a second look. Forgive me."

The man in white did not reply, his brow still bearing a hint of aloofness.

I don't know if it's unhappiness, or perhaps, I've gotten used to the coldness.

"Who is this" Qingge tilted her head and glanced at Lan Yu.

She has never denied being an honorary member of the beauty club.

However, taking a few extra glances doesn't mean she'll actually fall head over heels and lose her mind.

If she were truly that infatuated, she would have fainted the moment she laid eyes on Feng Liye.

"Princess, wasn't it a few days ago that you had your subordinates bring back the artisans who were to craft tools for you"

"Who is he" Chu Qingge was surprised.

This man in white had slender, elegant fingers. They were so long and pale that they looked just like a pianist's hands.

Can these hands craft all sorts of tools for her

How could he possibly be a craftsman

"My name is Mu Bai." The man in white nodded slightly. "I am not a blacksmith, merely someone who saw the blueprints that the master sent and felt compelled to tinker with them."

"So, you're part-time" But that elegance and air of sophistication, even if it was part-time, wouldn't feel like it.

Mu Bai didn't understand what part-time meant, so he just kept quiet.

Lan Yu said, "In short, the princess's things were indeed crafted by this young master."

"That's great! I have a lot of designs here, could you try them out for me"

She reached out to grab his sleeve.

Mu Bai unconsciously took half a step back, avoiding her touch.

Chu Qingge didn't get angry and smiled: "That's right, I, the Ninth Princess, have a bad reputation. It's easy to scare you, a handsome and virtuous young master."

But rest assured, though I admire your handsomeness, I would never harbor any ill intentions towards you. Really, I swear.

She really held up two fingers, making a gesture of swearing.

"Princess!" Lan Yu blushed. The princess spoke so directly.

Mu Bai fell silent for a moment before finally nodding. "I'm also very interested in the princess's designs. If the princess has any other drawings, I would love to hear more about them."

"Then why don't we go into the room" she said, pulling him along.

The man behind still couldn't quite react, wanting to refuse, but... he had already agreed earlier.

Mu Bai was really pulled in by Chu Qingge, the princess was so excited, Lan Yu wanted to stop her but it was too late.

But, this...isn't this not good

He didn't dare enter the princess's chamber...

That day, Qiao'er happened to be out the door, preparing for the princess's grand attire.

Lan Yu was also urged back to rest by Chu Qingge.

Thus, the Ninth Princess and a handsome man stayed alone in the room for nearly two hours. The news spread quickly.

The wind that arrived from Feng Zhao's side was even more "surprising" in its version.

"They say," he looked at the man sitting across from him, hesitated for a long moment, then said, "they say, he's even more handsome than Pan An...a peerless beauty."

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