Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin felt sick as if he had eaten a fly, and also felt angry at being deceived.

Although they didn't tell Dingmiao all their secrets, at least when they were with him, they still looked at each other with their true faces.

But what about him?

"Third Young Master, I guess that boy... never said anything true when he was with us!"

"Shh..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly pursed his lips and winked at Feng Chenglin.

"coming!"

The two separated with a tacit understanding and each did his or her own thing.

Dingmiao opened the curtain and patted the dust off his body.

"I put the firewood outside, when will I use it, when will I bring it in again..."

Feng Chenglin glanced at him coldly, sat down with a cold hum, and tinkered with the stove.

Ling Luoyu chopped the vegetables calmly: "Dingmiao, Fatty and I have discussed it. We won't play this game with you anymore..."

Dingmiao's expression was grave: "What do you mean?"

"We're leaving, getting out of your game!"

"...What? Don't you care about the endgame here?"

Dingmiao frowned immediately and stepped forward hurriedly.

"Miss Ling, didn't you say that you would be responsible for this matter to the end?"

"Yes!! I said it...but when I said this, the person I was facing was not you!"

Dingmiao paused in his steps: "You? What do you mean?"

Feng Chenglin tilted his head and said coldly: "What do you mean? It means that when we made this decision, we were facing Dingmiao. Although Dingmiao was annoying, he was still half a friend... …”

"...even now!!"

Dingmiao opened his arms for no apparent reason. He really couldn't figure out what the two of them were having.

"I'm still me, I haven't changed..."

"boom!"

The kitchen knife pierced the chopping board and Ling Luoyu turned around slowly.

"Dingmiao, it's not you, it's us!!"

"……What's the meaning?"

"We who said that didn't see through your identity at that time, but now... we have seen through you!"

"..."

Dingmiao was really confused. He didn't understand what the clouds and mountains and mist meant.

"Miss Ling, you really confused me..."

"Let's put it this way, when we said that, we didn't realize that we were deceived, but now we understand... we were deceived..."

Feng Chenglin added: "It's not that I was deceived, but that I was tricked and teased... Mr. Miao, you used our sincerity towards you to mess with us. It's very interesting, isn't it fun?!"

"...What are you two doing?!"

Dingmiao was anxious and stepped forward quickly.

"When did I lie to you, when did I play tricks on you?"

"There's none?"

Feng Chenglin stood up suddenly, shocked Dingmiao and took a step back.

"ha……"

Feng Chenglin was going to scold him angrily, but his reaction made him laugh out loud.

"Dingmiao, are you feeling guilty or deceiving yourself? I haven't said anything yet. Why are you hiding?"

"I don't have much, I'm just preparing for your excessive excitement!"

Dingmiao frowned and looked at the two of them with alert eyes.

"Because I really don't understand why you are so hostile to me all of a sudden..."

"your face!!"

"..."

Dingmiao's expression was obviously shocked, but he regained his composure after a moment.

"What?"

"Dingmiao, your face..."

Feng Chenglin pointed to his face and drew a circle in the sky.

"Is this place...real?"