Chapter 1376 are all the people of the emperor's family
"good."
Di Feimu took the ointment and put it into his sleeve, "Jiu'er, go back and rest early. Don't stay here, it's not safe."
Di Feimu gave Feng Jiuer a faint smile, turned around, and walked out.
Feng Jiuer glanced at the person leaving, and the corners of her mouth rose again unconsciously.
These two brothers even spoke exactly the same words.
When Uncle Nine Emperors said "I don't understand" just now, are you sure he wasn't following Mu Mu?
Feng Jiuer did not forget that about a quarter of an hour ago, she asked Mu Mu to get the ointment and apply it on her own, and Mu Mu responded in this way.
Fortunately, one of them got the idea, which saved her a lot of effort.
"I don't understand."
When Feng Jiuer turned around, Di Wuya said again.
Feng Jiuer glanced at the guy on the bed, sat down, and began to treat his wounds.
“You don’t understand and can’t teach yourself?
I am not your shadow, and I cannot stay by your side forever."
"Then you become my shadow, that's it."
Di Wuya curled his lips slightly.
Feng Jiuer's gaze just happened to catch the man's charming smile, and she couldn't bear to look away.
How can he look so good-looking?
The more you look at it, the better it looks. It’s 360 degrees flawless and you won’t get bored no matter how you look at it.
Thinking about what the man just said, she seemed to love him even more.
If she could, she could not wait to take this handsome man home and support him carefully.
It's a pity that she is not only beautiful, but she is also a prince. There should be no woman in the world who can afford to support a prince, right?
So beautiful, so eye-catching, I really want to...devour him in one gulp.
The handsome face in his sight gradually enlarged, and Feng Jiuer suddenly reacted and raised his body.
"Ahem... I'm just checking you out, don't think too much!"
Di Wuya suddenly stretched out his big palm and covered his lips: "Girl, my mouth is hurt."
Feng Jiuer stared at the back of his palm covering his lips, frowned slightly, took his wrist and pulled his palm away.
Di Wuya pursed his lips and looked, as if something was really wrong.
"Okay, why are you hurt?"
Feng Jiuer stared at his lips and asked in a deep voice.
"I was nervous just now and accidentally bit the skin."
Di Wuya responded seriously.
Feng Jiuer stared at the guy in front of her, feeling the urge to beat him up.
nervous?
What are you nervous about?
Was he reminding her of the fact that she just wanted to kiss him?
Feng Jiuer frowned, ignored him, and concentrated on treating his wounds.
Di Wuya looked at the girl in his eyes with a very happy expression.
However, Feng Jiuer didn't dare to look at it, let alone think about it, because of her mistake just now.
With skillful movements, she quickly treated the wounds of the person on the bed.
Feng Jiuer casually pulled Di Wuya's clothes, stood up, and turned around to organize the medicine box.
Di Wuya stood behind her and did not do anything except looking at her.
Feng Jiuer packed up the medicine box, found a bottle of ointment inside, and put it on the table.
"This ointment should be applied twice a day. After bathing, you must apply it."
Without saying a word, she took the medicine box and left.
Unexpectedly, Feng Jiuer had just taken a step forward when someone held the hand holding the medicine box.
Di Wuya held Feng Jiuer's thin arm with one hand, and took the medicine box in her hand with the other hand.
He put the medicine box back on the table, pulled Feng Jiuer and asked her to face him.
"Girl, don't leave tonight."
"no!"
Feng Jiuer met his eyes and gave him the same answer these days.
Ever since she woke up in his arms that day, Feng Jiuer never stayed here again.
Many times, she would even come to treat him during the day.
Today, if Yu Jingfeng hadn't said that His Royal Highness was free only at night, she would not have come so late.
Di Wuya ignored her objection and led her to the big bed not far away.
"I don't want to stay."
When Feng Jiuer was hugged close to the edge of the bed, she pushed Di Wuya's arm.
But Di Wuya's arms were like steel, and she couldn't push them away at all.
Just like that, Di Wuya hugged Feng Jiu'er and lay down on the bed, imprisoning her in his arms just like he did the day he woke up.
Di Wuya lowered his eyes and looked at the little head in his arms, and asked softly: "You can sleep peacefully in my arms, why not?"
Feng Jiuer couldn't struggle, so she turned around in his arms and turned her back to him.
"You can't think about my reputation and always make your own decisions!"
"I want to make it clear to everyone that you are my Emperor Wuya's woman, and other men have no chance at all!"
Di Wuya looked at the back of Feng Jiuer's head and raised his eyebrows.
Feng Jiuer didn't want to argue with him, so she took a deep breath and said calmly: "I will only stay for a while and wait until you are asleep before leaving. Is that okay?"
"Don't leave tonight!"
Di Wuya tightened his grip on her, lowered his head and rested his chin on her head.
He smelled the soothing scent and closed his eyes.
The tent was quiet for a while, and Feng Jiuer asked in a deep voice: "What are your plans for this battle?"
"It won't be long before Zhan Lingtian takes the throne. If we don't take action, he will definitely take action."
"What a pity, your physical condition..." "Very good!"
Di Wuya interrupted Feng Jiuer, "With your care, I would have recovered a long time ago."
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.
His situation is good, but his opponent is also very strong. Can she not worry?
But over time, it does no good to them.
Zhan Lingtian has just ascended the throne, and it will take time to unify all the armies.
After this battle, their brothers also need time to recuperate.
But overall, over time, they are still at a disadvantage.
"Your Highness, I have a proposal."
Feng Jiuer calmed down and said.
"What do you call me, the king?"
Emperor Wuya frowned and asked.
Feng Jiuer murmured her lower lip, sighed lightly, and then whispered: "Uncle Nine Emperors."
"good."
Emperor Wuya smiled, raised a palm and gently stroked Feng Jiuer's green hair.
"I have a proposal, do you want to listen?"
Feng Jiuer changed her gentleness from before and asked in a deep voice.
"I will obey whatever you say."
Di Wuya rubbed Feng Jiu'er's head, tightened his arms again, and buried her firmly in his arms.
The man's strength was a bit strong, and Feng Jiuer frowned unconsciously: "Then let me go first!"
"This..." Di Wuya coughed lightly, "I can't hear you."
Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes and didn't bother to argue with him.
"In the past two days, I have been thinking, can we find a way to avoid this battle?"
"Beimu Country belongs to the Imperial Family. All the people and soldiers are the subjects of your Imperial Family. We fight and kill all day long. When will it end?"
"We followed your army north, and all we saw was depression."
"There are tens of thousands of people in the imperial city. Once the battle breaks out, they will be pitiful."
Thinking of this, Feng Jiuer felt particularly heavy.
