Yu Jingfeng shook his head quickly, "In this world, except for the prince, I can guarantee that no one will dare to bully the princess."
"good."
Di Wuya nodded with satisfaction, "In the future, if someone dares to bully my princess, it will be your responsibility to Yu Jingfeng!"
"yes."
Yu Jingfeng knew that the task was difficult, but he did not dare to shake his head.
In the final analysis, it's all the Wu family's fault.
If the old man of the Wu family doesn't call him Princess, he won't follow suit. No, if Prince Bo smiles, the burden on his shoulders will be more than a thousand pounds?
"Uncle Nine Emperors means that you can bully me, right?"
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and asked.
Di Wuya took Feng Jiuer's hand, met her eyes, and said, "How could I be willing to bully you?"
Feng Jiuer looked at the most handsome man in the world and listened to his particularly beautiful voice no matter what the content was. She couldn't even muster the energy to care.
What a disgusting Nine Emperors Uncle, why do you look so good-looking when you have nothing to do?
Inciting people to commit crimes?
Feng Jiuer coughed slightly and looked away, not daring to look any further.
At this moment, the old man of the Wu family, who had left in a hurry, hurried back.
The old man of the Wu family returned to the palace with a box in his arms and bowed.
Behind him, there were still two servants, but no one else.
"Your Majesty."
The old man of the Wu family raised his eyes and glanced at Di Wuya, held up the box with both hands and lowered his head.
"This is the spice that the people from the Feng Clan want, please take a look!"
Yu Jingfeng took a few steps forward and took the box.
"You said this is your newly developed spice. Besides people from the Phoenix tribe, who else did you sell it to?"
"there is none left."
The old man from the Wu family looked up at Yu Jingfeng and shook his head, "This is a newly developed spice, there is only one batch."
"The quantity is quite large, but the people from the Phoenix tribe bought them all, and the rest are all here."
Yu Jingfeng nodded, turned around, and walked towards Di Wuya and Feng Jiuer.
Feng Jiuer stood up, took the box from Yu Jingfeng's hand, and placed it on the table.
She opened the box, took a deep breath, and then opened the lid of the small box inside.
Feng Jiuer placed the small box containing the spices in front of her nose, closed her eyes, and smelled it carefully.
Everyone present looked at her, and no one dared to disturb her in the slightest.
Finally, Feng Jiuer put down the small box, looked at Di Wuya and nodded.
Yu Jingfeng didn't need to ask any more questions, he already understood the situation from Feng Jiuer's actions.
He looked at the old man of the Wu family in the palace and asked in a deep voice: "You said the people from the Feng Clan are officials?
What’s the taboo name?”
Although the old man of the Wu family did not know the situation, he also understood that the matter was not simple.
He cupped his hands and said, "I'm not sure whether that person is an official, let alone his name. Is the identity of the official just a guess?"
"What does this person look like?"
Feng Jiuer's voice was very deep.
The old man of the Wu family frowned and his eyes fell on Feng Jiu'er.
"Back to the princess, that man... is very handsome. For a man, he is not tall or strong."
"Probably... in his thirties or forties."
"appearance?"
Feng Jiuer's moon eyebrows frowned slightly.
"His appearance..." The old man of the Wu family frowned and looked at him trying to think back.
He paused and raised his eyes again to meet Feng Jiuer's gaze.
"From my point of view, that gentleman looks more like a woman, both in body and appearance, but I'm not sure."
"woman?"
Feng Jiuer glanced at Di Wuya and frowned.
"Princess, this is just a villain's guess."
The old man of the Wu family looked at Di Wuya and knelt down unconsciously.
"The villain didn't know how this matter would affect the prince. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have taken this business."
"The villain doesn't know anything. Please, Your Majesty, Princess, spare the villain. The villain really doesn't know anything."
Feng Jiuer looked back at the people in the palace and said in a deep voice: "I want to take some of your spices away, do you mind?"
"Won't."
The old man from the Wu family shook his head violently, "If the princess likes it, you can take it all away."
"good."
Feng Jiuer nodded and closed the small box.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let's go."
Emperor Wuya nodded, but did not stand up immediately.
Feng Jiuer put the small box into her sleeve, turned around, and took Di Wuya's arm.
Di Wuya stood up and left with his woman.
Yu Jingfeng left immediately. The captain gave some instructions and left.
On the carriage, Feng Jiuer was forced to rely on Di Wuya's arms.
"Uncle Nine Emperors."
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at the man beside her.
Di Wuya caressed Feng Jiu'er's shoulder and said, "No matter who dares to touch our father, I will not let him go!"
Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at the man, sat up straight, and left him for a few minutes.
"If it's Feng Qiongcang, when we go to the Feng Clan this time, there will definitely be a dragnet waiting for us. It seems that my brother is going to be busy again."
Di Wuya curled his lips slightly and held Feng Jiuer in his arms again.
Feng Jiuer didn't refuse. Anyway, he wanted to hug him. When could she say no?
The woman nestled in the man's arms didn't say anything anymore, not knowing what she was planning in her heart.
Everyone returned to the mansion where Feng Li lived and began to get busy.
Soon, the rest of the twelve flying dragon riders caught up.
Except for Di Wuya and Feng Jiuer who stayed in the mansion, everyone else left to do things.
Feng Jiuer sat at the table and sat there for a whole afternoon.
There is always a handsome man by her side, so she is not lonely.
On the table, there is a map that Yu Jingfeng brought over.
The map is very large. In addition to Qiangu State, there are also Beimu State, Feng Clan, and even other countries.
Feng Jiuer studied the map for a long time before putting down the pen in his hand: "Uncle Nine Emperors, I found a suitable place."
When she turned around, she found the man next to her looking at her.
Feng Jiuer frowned, a little confused, was this guy really looking at the map with her?
Or is he always looking at me?
Di Wuya met Feng Jiuer's gaze and his eyes fell on the map.
Feng Jiuer rubbed her eyes, picked up the pen she had put down again, and pointed to a place on the map.
"Look, what does this place look like?"
"It's usually not easy to enter the Phoenix Clan. What's more, going to the Feng Clan this time is probably a trap."
"The Phoenix Clan's formation is so powerful. In order to reduce the casualties of our brothers, I plan to let everyone wait here."
"This place is close to the Feng Clan and not too far from Beimu Country. Uncle Nine Emperors, what do you think?"
"This place is nice, but once you enter the Black Pool, it's not easy to get your bearings."
Di Wuya responded softly.
"With Zhao Yusheng here, there won't be any problems."
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and said, "When Yu Jingfeng comes back and is sure that he can't find my father, I will send a message to Zhao Yusheng."
