C4 Reincarnation teasing

Chapter IV

"Crown Prince Shang Qing, I heard that another batch of treasures has entered the Marquis Mansion?"

Someone said that this youth was actually called Shang Qing, who was also a son of the Crown Prince, no wonder he was so arrogant.

If he bumped into someone else, he would still be able to show off his strength. However, his bad luck just happened to run into him, Feng Lingjue, so he could only say that his luck was bad.

When Shang Qing saw Feng Ling Jue and was just about to speak, Feng Ling Jue rubbed his nose, and a streak of black light shot out and struck right at Shang Qing's knee. Shang Qing's knees went weak, and he immediately knelt in front of Feng Ling Jue.

Feng Lingjue acted as if he was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, flustered and flustered. "Aiya, Crown Prince, why are you being so courteous?" There's no need to kneel! "

Hearing that, Shang Qing was supported up by the students beside him. His face was livid with anger: "Bullsh * t!"

Feeling that he did not have much face, Shang Qing patted the dust off his clothes and walked outside.

"Your mouth really isn't clean."

Feng Ling Jue curled his lips, and slightly moved his index finger.

Following which, a muffled sound could be heard from outside.

"Prince, what's wrong?" It didn't break, did it? "

Listening to the clamorous and flustered voices outside, Feng Lingjue was laughing so hard that he fell to the ground.

"Get out of the way."

Suddenly, a somewhat childish yet old-fashioned cold voice rang out from behind Feng Lingjue.

Feng Ling Jue moved to the side, opening up a path. He walked past him, neatly placing all the books he was carrying on his chest on the upper-right corner of the desk, meticulously and flawlessly.

Feng Lingjue caught a glimpse of it. His sleeves were spotlessly clean.

No matter how he reincarnated, this person's obsessive-compulsive disorder and obsession with cleanliness were hopeless.

He rubbed the space between his eyebrows and leaned against the wall, staring at the man.

When he looked again, the two words on his book were handsome and beautiful ? ? Jiang Chen.

Is that so? The current him is called Jiang Chen!

It was even more ominous than the previous name.

Thinking about it, Feng Ling Jue suddenly laughed.

Jiang Chen raised his head, he looked at him with the heavy gaze of an elder, his face was like a pool of stagnant water, he was unable to stir up even the slightest bit of trouble.

Seeing that gaze, Feng Ling definitely did not laugh.

Or, rather, he could not laugh.

That mature expression did not suit that young face.

He frowned, walked over, and sat in front of Jiang Chen, half-tilting his body, his hands supporting his chin, and stared straight at Jiang Chen.

At first, Jiang Chen did not think so, but he was still able to calmly read his book. However, after a long period of time, this mature youth could not endure it any longer.

"What's the matter?"

The two words were simple and plain, without the slightest fluctuation.

Feng Lingju, "Do you still remember me?"

"Young master of the Shen family, Shen Ling."

he said faintly.

Hearing this, Feng Ling Jue seemed to heave a sigh of relief as the seriousness in his eyes completely collapsed.

He had indeed forgotten.

That was normal. He was now a reincarnated person!

When Feng Ling Jue lowered his head, a ray of light flashed past his eyes. Jiang Chen was expressionless, but the finger on his knee couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Honestly speaking, he did not know what debt he owed Shen Qingchen. However, when he looked at the current Shen Qingchen, he kept recalling the past.

With a bitter smile, the events that followed became more and more out of control.

Before, Shen Ling was a big idiot who was illiterate. Feng Lingjue also did not know why such a trash became the ruler of an empire. It was also because of this that Shen Ling had completely harmed Feng Lingjue.

When the teachers in the private school saw Shen Ling (Feng Lingjue), they couldn't help but kick him to death and then curse at him as a scourge. In regards to this, Feng Lingjue felt rather wronged.

Letting out a sigh, Feng Lingju thought it through. In any case, this body wasn't his, and he wasn't the one that lost face. Thus, Feng Lingju became more and more wanton.

Every few days, he would head to the brothel. Regarding this, Madame Shen would be moved to tears after he found out that he had finally turned back and returned to the brothel. He quickly looked for the matchmaker, afraid that he would go back on his words and stuff the portraits of those noble young ladies into his arms.

The Madame Shen beside him said, "Ling Er, just tell me, what do you think of that girl in the capital? Even if it's the emperor's sister, Princess Ping, mother told your father to go beg with his old face."

Feng Ling Jue blushed with shame as he thought to himself, Shen Ling, Shen Ling, just what sin have you created?

Hua Liuyue gradually came fewer and fewer times, half a month seemed to have passed, but Shen Ling's Three Souls and Six Souls were completely clueless.

"He couldn't have crossed the Bridge of Helplessness, right?"

Feng Ling Jue rubbed his chin while mumbling to himself as he used a brush to rub the ink on the inkstone.

"That's bad!"

Thinking to this point, Feng Lingju pressed the brush against the inkstone and the ink immediately scattered in all directions.

After a moment, he discovered that something was wrong. He glanced sideways and saw a slender figure standing beside him. A jade ornament with complex and obscure patterns was hanging down from his narrow waist.

That jade pendant ?

Feng Ling Jue's pupils shrank as he looked down again. On the spotless spotless white clothes, there was a large, large, eye-piercing blotch of ink, and the ink was showing signs of continuing to spread out.

Feng Lingjue was stunned. Raising his head to look, he saw Jiang Chen staring fixedly at him, his brows knitted together as if trying to restrain something. His eyes were slightly angry, no longer expressionless.

Suddenly, Feng Lingju laughed, his laughter was very resounding.

"What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Chen frowned.

"No, no, no. I just think this is pretty good."

Feng Lingjue stared at that ugly ink stain and laughed heartlessly.

"Where's it going to look good from?"

His tone could not help but become slightly higher than usual as he shouted in anger.

"Doesn't look good?"

As Feng Ling Jue spoke, he grabbed Yun Che's sleeves and began to vigorously wipe his clothes.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Chen was startled.

"You said it's ugly, so I helped you clean it up."

Feng Lingjue gave him a devilish smile, his eyes leaking traces of a smile, causing Jiang Chen to panic in his heart. In a hurry, he ruthlessly pulled back his clothes, and shouted sternly, "No need!"

His movements were too large, and the jade pendant at his waist became unstable for a moment. Seeing that it was about to fall to the ground, Feng Lingjue extended his hand and steadily caught it.

"Where did you buy this jade pendant?"

Feng Ling Jue played with the jade pendant and purposely asked.

"Why do you ask?"

Jiang Chen snatched the jade back.

"I think it's pretty good, but I also want to buy one."

Feng Lingjue grinned. He was clearly smiling, but his eyes were terrifyingly deep, and there was not the slightest hint of a smile in them.

"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I don't know where you bought this jade pendant."

Jiang Chen put away the jade pendant and returned to his seat, but his expression was still extremely ugly.

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