"Oh..." Ye Qiqi was so cruel that he subconsciously closed his mouth.
But her dark eyes stared at him for a while, and finally she couldn't help but continue to ask: "Your Highness, why do you hate women so much? Could it be that you actually like... men??"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Hanqing threw a sword at her with a "swish".
The look on his chiseled cheeks was already terrifyingly cold. Anyone else would have subconsciously retreated away from him if they saw such an expression on his face.
However, Ye Qiqi was not afraid of him at all. No matter how bad or ugly his expression was, she still blinked and looked at him with a pair of black and white eyes, without any fear.
Mo Hanqing took a deep breath and felt an indescribable sense of frustration in her heart.
If he didn't solve this guy's problem today, she would probably chase him for days.
half an hour.
His deep and cold voice finally sounded in the carriage: "Because women are troublesome."
"Huh??" Ye Qiqi looked at him puzzled.
Mo Hanqing lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her delicate little face. He was silent for a moment, and then said in a cold voice: "Since I was a child, the girls around me will only cry no matter what happens. They cry when they get into trouble, they cry when they are hurt by me, they cry when they are happy, and they cry when they are unhappy. Every time I see those girls crying, I feel very annoyed."
"Uh..." Ye Qiqi reached out and scratched his head. For some reason, he thought of the maids in Feihe Villa.
The maids would always cry when they did something wrong or when they encountered her getting into trouble. Occasionally, they would see her acting up and not wanting to eat, and her eyes would turn red.
"This... is indeed quite troublesome." Ye Qiqi nodded in agreement, and then continued to ask: "But there are always girls who don't like to cry. Haven't you ever encountered them?"
Encountered.
That's you.
However…
Mo Hanqing gave her a meaningful look. When he thought of how badly he was abused by Ye Qiqi when he was a child, he felt that the past was too painful to look back on.
"Never encountered it? Have you encountered it?" Ye Qiqi asked persistently.
"I've encountered him before." Mo Hanqing turned her head, looked at the scenery outside the carriage, and said in a calm voice: "It's too fierce, I don't like it."
"This..." Ye Qiqi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Be gentle, because you think they cry a lot, or not, because you think they are fierce.
Why…
It seems that it is difficult for His Highness to find a suitable woman.
Ye Qiqi held her chin up and looked at Mo Hanqing sitting next to her, her eyes falling from his chiseled cheeks to his fair and slender palms.
His fingers are very beautiful, with clear joints and even flesh and bones, like green pines and green bamboos.
"That's right! Your Highness, let me help you tell your fortune!"
On a whim, Ye Qiqi said to Mo Hanqing: "I used to learn fortune telling from my master, read palms, tell fortunes for others, etc. My skills are pretty good."
"Fortune telling?" Mo Hanqing's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at her excited little face.
"Yes, Your Highness, let me do the math for you." Ye Qiqi nodded repeatedly, and a pair of soft little hands grabbed his palm without any explanation.