Di Wuya took Feng Jiuer's hands and asked her to turn around and face him.
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes to meet the man's gaze and blinked.
Di Wuya stared into her eyes and whispered.
"Sorry! I didn't do what you expected."
Feng Jiuer felt his sincerity in his eyes, she pursed her lips and shook her head.
"Now that the matter has come to this, don't say it's useless. What's more, if you don't go north, Zhan Lingtian will go south."
"They, mother and son, have been planning for so many years, how could they give up so easily?"
"I'm not saying that we should give up. Let's avenge the Emperor's family and the Long family's hatred together. However, I hope we won't sacrifice too many brothers and people."
"Uncle Nine Emperors."
Feng Jiuer held God's infinite palm with a serious look on her face, "I wonder if we can sneak into the palace and kill Zhan Lingtian and Ye Xuening."
"If things fail, we still have Mu Mu."
"we?"
Di Wuya held Feng Jiuer's little hand and curled his lips slightly.
"No."
Feng Jiuer blushed, took her hand out of the man's palm, and shook her head.
"What I mean is, if we can't get out of the palace, wouldn't we still have Mu Mu, Senior Di, and Senior Ye?
I also have Qiao Mu, Jian Yi and Zhao Yusheng over there."
"But if we succeed, the revenge of the Di family and the Long family can be avenged, and our brothers don't need to bleed and get injured. Wouldn't it be great?"
Di Wuya once again held Feng Jiuer's little hand and placed it at the door of his heart.
"We are very good!"
Feng Jiuer took one look at his handsome face and affectionate eyes and didn't dare to look at him again.
Looking at it again, she couldn't help but wanted to bite it again.
Feng Jiuer didn't feel ashamed about this kind of reaction that normal women would have when seeing a handsome man.
She was simply worried that she had lost control and did something she shouldn't have done at the wrong time, so she chose to ignore it.
Feng Jiuer lowered his head, his face even redder than before: "What do you think?"
"beautiful."
Di Wuya smiled slightly and threw out a word.
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and stared at him, frowning: "I am serious, can you be more serious?"
"I'm serious too, our girl is beautiful."
Di Wuya gave Feng Jiu'er an admiring look and hugged her face to face.
"Private vendetta should not cost the lives of so many brothers. I have also considered your suggestion."
"However, the situation of entering the palace this time is uncertain, and I can't let you take risks."
Feng Jiuer pushed Di Wuya's shoulder, left his arms, and looked up at him.
"Ye Xuening killed my mother. I want to avenge my mother. Besides, you haven't recovered yet. Are you sure you are my opponent?"
Di Wuya looked down at Feng Jiu'er and gently rubbed her head.
Just when he was about to say something, Feng Jiuer's voice sounded again: "We agreed, didn't we?"
"Don't even think about leaving me. Let's avenge our revenge together! If we win the bet, we'll celebrate together. If we lose the bet, we'll have a companion on the road to hell.
Di Wuya lowered his head and kissed Feng Jiuer's forehead.
"Okay, in three days, we will enter the palace together."
"Three days?"
Feng Jiuer met his gaze and frowned slightly.
"good."
Di Wuya nodded, scratched her little head, "In three days."
"Three days, will you feel a little anxious?
Let's..." "Don't be in a hurry, the time is just right."
Di Wuya's long fingers went from her hair to her chin.
With a slight exertion, he lifted her chin and made her face him.
The man's hot breath fell on his face. Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to push away the palm against her chin.
She glanced at Di Wuya, lowered her head, and avoided his touch.
"It means that you have already planned to enter the palace and kill Ye Xuening, right?"
"yes."
Di Wuya responded softly.
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at Di Wuya, her eyebrows furrowed: "You didn't mention such an important decision in front of me?"
"You plan to sneak in by yourself, don't you?
It's a shame that I still treat your matters as my own."
"Di Wuya, you are too selfish!"
It's not that Feng Jiuer didn't know that he did this to protect her.
But she doesn't need his protection now, she wants revenge, and she also wants to advance and retreat with him.
The man who kept talking about marrying her and asking her to give him another chance didn't understand her, which made her feel uncomfortable at all.
What would she do if he died?
Feng Jiuer couldn't imagine whether she could accept it if another important person left her.
"Jiu'er, I..." Seeing the tears flashing in the little girl's eyes, Di Wuya suddenly became at a loss.
"Di Wuya, you are so heartless!"
Feng Jiuer grabbed Di Wuya's wrist and looked at him coldly.
"Don't you remember who saved your life?
If you want to commit suicide, why don't you inform me first?"
"No one will stop you, but you must ask my permission!"
Feng Jiuer didn't know where her tears came from, but they fell down naturally as if they had been held in for a long time.
Shedding tears can't change anything at all, but at least it can release one's emotions. Who says it is useless?
"Girl, it's my fault."
Di Wuya stretched out his long fingers and carefully wiped the tears from Feng Jiuer's eyes.
When his long fingers touched the hot tears, his fingertips trembled a little.
Feng Jiuer opened her eyes and happened to see this moment.
She bit her lip and seemed not to feel uncomfortable anymore.
"Jiu'er."
Di Wuya once again stretched out his long fingers and carefully wiped Feng Jiuer's tears.
Feng Jiu'er looked at his clumsy movements and felt his anxious and helpless aura. She pursed her pink lips for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing.
Di Wuya looked directly into the eyes of the woman in his arms and stopped what he was doing.
At a glance, it was obvious that this was the Prince of War who was dating for the first time. He was very cute. Feng Jiuer was successfully pleased by his appearance and felt much relieved.
She coughed lightly, wiped her tears, and her expression was no longer heavy: "From now on, you can't always think about yourself, are you clear?"
His health is not fully recovered yet, and it is really not suitable for him to take risks on his own.
And she has magical powers to protect her body. If she doesn't take action at this time, wouldn't it be a waste of her father's skills?
She is still waiting to use the magic power her father gave her to avenge her mother.
"Um."
Di Wuya looked at her, blinked and nodded.
Feng Jiu'er stretched out her long fingers and gently slid them over the corners of Di Wuya's lips.
"I have lost my mother, and I don't want to lose you. Let's avenge our revenge together."
She pursed her lips, moved forward slightly, and kissed the man's beautiful thin lips.
Di Wuya tightened his arms and tightened his grip on Feng Jiuer's body, bringing the two of them closer together.
Feng Jiuer looked at the handsome face so close, took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
