Chapter 13 Brother Heng, are you still willing to be with Jiu'er?
It turns out that Feng Jiuer must have really liked the handsome prince in front of her.
Because when Feng Jiuer sees Zhan Yuheng now, her heart still can't help but feel secretly sad.
That was the obsession left in her heart by the original owner, and it accidentally triggered her emotions.
The moment she saw Zhan Yuheng, Feng Jiuer was shaken by the inexplicable emotion deep in her heart and lost consciousness.
But it was such a lack of concentration that made people more convinced that she was really Feng Jiu'er.
Because Miss Ninth, the idiot of the Feng family, likes His Highness the Crown Prince so much.
"I have something to say to Jiu'er. Can Lord Feng step aside?" Zhan Yuheng's voice was low and sweet, very pleasant to the ear.
He is handsome and his voice is so nice. No wonder the original Feng Jiuer liked him so much.
It's a pity that Feng Jiu'er now is no longer the same person she was before.
After Feng Junzhuo and the servants left, only Feng Jiuer and Zhan Yuheng were left in the side hall.
"Brother Prince!" Feng Jiuer immediately put on a nympho-like smile and looked at him.
She noticed that the way Zhan Yuheng looked at her at first was not disgusting, at most he had no emotion.
But when she called him like a nymphomaniac, he frowned slightly, obviously a little disgusted.
Oh, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really doesn’t like this Miss Feng Jiu at all! Her love for him for so many years has been blinded in vain!
"Brother Prince, you are looking for me. Do you want to play with me?"
"..." Zhan Yuheng was obviously a little impatient, but he was still patient and asked: "Last night you helped Nine Emperors Uncle's people catch the thief? Did you catch him?"
"Catch the thief?" Feng Jiuer shook her head, thought about it seriously, and suddenly shook her head: "I don't know, I... what did I do last night?"
"Have you forgotten what happened last night?" Zhan Yuheng narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Feng Jiuer was shocked. This prince is not simple at all!
She smiled and said, "I seem to have forgotten it, but I also seem to remember something. Oh, by the way, they said I went to catch a thief last night. It seems that I really went to catch a thief!"
"Like?" Zhan Yuheng was obviously not satisfied with this answer.
Feng Jiuer knocked her head, as if she was confused: "It seems..."
He knocked again, but still confused: "Brother Prince, I forgot."
He was examining her, and she raised her little face to accept his judgmental gaze.
When the two eyes collided, Feng Jiu'er's heart ached again, for the real Jiu'er.
This is the man Jiu'er has loved for many years, but now he is looking at her with suspicion.
If he could show himself a little more compassion, could Jiuer's dead soul also be able to rest in peace?
That's right, now that she's here, the real Jiu'er must be dead.
If she dies, won't she get any sympathy from Zhan Yuheng?
Now, can he give himself some mercy so that the real Jiuer can rest in peace?
Feng Jiuer didn't know what she was thinking, but unconsciously, she had already walked in front of Zhan Yuheng.
There was no longer a silly smile in her eyes, but such sincerity.
The hand stretched out to him was also so cautious, as if she was the real Feng Jiu'er now.
"Brother Heng, do you really remember Jiu'er? Are you... still willing to be with Jiu'er?"
That is Feng Jiu'er's true wish, and it is something Feng Jiu'er will never forget even if she dies!
