Chapter 1774 Feng Clan: I feel very happy to meet you
After dinner, there was a wedding ceremony, and Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu went to another house together.
In the room, Di Wuya, Fengjiang, Yu Jingfeng and Yang Sheng were still discussing matters.
After Feng Jiuer entered the house, she took the initiative to nestle into Di Wuya's arms.
The tree is located not far from Fengjiang.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at Di Wuya, "Everyone's faces are quite heavy?"
Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and hugged God's boundless arms.
"Sister Hua's letter, does it say something about my father?"
Di Wuya lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms and nodded lightly.
"There is news from the capital that Prince Ye is getting married on June 30th."
"My father is getting married?"
Feng Jiuer frowned.
She took a deep breath and looked away.
"On June 30, there are still more than thirty days left, just enough for us to rush to the capital. Could this be a conspiracy?"
"It's a conspiracy, I have to go there."
Fengjiang said.
"As long as I am still valuable to Feng Qiongcang, he will not kill me."
"What if it has no use value?"
Qiao Mu stood up.
Fengjiang stood up, walked over in two steps, hugged her, and sat down.
"You'll go with me, won't you?"
He held Qiao Mu with his arms and rested his chin on her head.
Qiao Mu didn't say anything and looked at Feng Jiu'er.
"I'm going too."
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at Di Wuya.
"Third brother is no match for Feng Qiongcang, I will go with him."
As if Di Wuya had expected Feng Jiu'er to make such a decision, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead without saying a word.
Feng Jiuer closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the air with her familiar scent, and then slowly opened her eyes.
"Let's talk about your plan and we will set off tomorrow."
About an hour later, everyone left, and only Di Wuya and Feng Jiuer were left in the house.
Feng Jiuer stood up in Di Wuya's arms, turned around, and hugged his head.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let's get engaged tonight, okay?"
"How to get engaged?"
Di Wuya's voice was a bit hoarse.
Feng Jiuer let go of the man and looked into his eyes.
"Engagement is the recognition that each other is yours for life, and marriage is just a ceremony."
Di Wuya didn't ask any more questions, he pressed the little girl into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her.
The two hugged each other from outside, to the room, and then to the couch... The next morning, Feng Jiuer woke up in the man's gentle arms.
She turned over lazily and closed her eyes again.
Unexpectedly, the man suddenly turned over and pinned her down.
Their eyes met, and their faces were rosy with joy.
"husband."
Feng Jiuer raised her eyebrows and shouted.
"Wife."
Di Wuya lowered his head and kissed the woman's red lips.
Feng Jiuer pushed him away and turned her head to the side, revealing a red face.
She took a deep breath before looking away and looking at the man again.
"Remember, from now on, you can only be my husband, Feng Jiuer."
"You can only be my wife."
Di Wuya said something and leaned closer.
"no!"
Feng Jiuer took out her little hand and put it in front of her lips.
With her other hand, she lightly slapped the man on the face, and she jumped out of his arms.
"Go out for breakfast, I'm hungry."
Feng Jiuer got out of bed, hugged her clothes and ran away.
The prince who was left behind looked at the small figure that had escaped, with a happy smile on his lips.
After a while, he took a long step and got out of bed.
Yu Jingfeng had already prepared breakfast for the two of them. Looking at the two masters, he ran away to find Leng Xuepiao.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, do you feel that you have met me in this life?"
Feng Jiuer asked after she had just taken a bite of the white porridge that Di Wuya fed her.
Di Wuya remained silent, put down the bowl, and picked up a piece of sweet potato.
Feng Jiuer looked at him happily eating sweet potatoes and felt that he was really at a loss.
If it weren't for her, he would now be the king of a country, enjoying the life that all men dream of.
Feng Jiuer rushed over, snatched away the sweet potato that Di Wuya had chewed, put it into his mouth and took a bite.
"Actually, I want to say that I feel very happy to have met you in this life."
Di Wuya remained silent, took another sweet potato and peeled it.
Feng Jiuer moved her body and got into the man's arms. She was eating sweet potatoes in her mouth, but she looked satisfied.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, when can I give you a baby?"
"I want to give you a son who looks like you and is handsome!"
Di Wuya held the person in his arms with one hand and remained silent.
On the table, besides sweet potatoes, there was only white porridge, but the atmosphere in the courtyard was extremely warm and happy.
"I will also give birth to a little princess for you. The little princess looks like me, beautiful."
Feng Jiuer's eyes were bright and her expression was cheerful, like a very spoiled princess.
The gathering is always short-lived. After breakfast, the team leaves Panlong Village one after another.
Feng Jiuer and her man stayed together all morning, but they finally separated.
In order not to attract attention, the number of people they left each time was small.
Feng Jiuer, Duan Liuyang, Zhao Yusheng, Jian Yi, and more than a dozen brothers from Tianji Hall set out on the road.
Zhao Yusheng was leading the team along the way.
Jianyi didn't know how much he drank last night, and he fell asleep as soon as he got on the carriage.
The other team was led by Qiao Mu. Qiao Mu, Feng Yinan, Yue Qinchun and Leng Xuepiao also brought a dozen brothers.
The third group was led by Xing Zizhou, with Xing Zizhou and Xiao Yingtao leading dozens of brothers.
The fourth group was led by Gong Xinyue and Gong Xinger, assisted by Long Shiyi, and led by dozens of elites from Panlong Village.
Feng Jiang was in charge of the army, and he set off before dawn.
A month later... A burst of frightened shouts came from the capital, the palace, and the Yaxiang Palace.
The maids heard the sound and ran in one after another.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
The maid kneeling at the front asked.
Concubine Ya turned around from in front of the mirror and looked back.
Several palace maids looked at her face and covered their lips tightly.
The maid kneeling at the front stood up and moved closer.
"My dear concubine, how come your face is still..." "I also want to ask you what is going on?"
Concubine Ya raised her hands angrily.
The palace maid came to her side, held her head high, and knelt down.
"Crack!"
Five fingerprints appeared on the palace maid's face instantly.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
Concubine Ya looked at this face that was fairer and more supple than her own, and with jealousy, she slapped the palace maid on the face one after another.
"Do you think I am old and easy to bully?"
"Papa", the sound of a slap in the face still sounded in the hall.
"Some messy thing came in to destroy me and take my place, right?"
"No! It's not like that!"
As soon as the palace maid opened her mouth, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
"Pah, pah, pah..." Concubine Ya seemed to be still angry.
When a palace maid saw this, she knelt and moved forward.
"Your Majesty, I heard that a new store has opened in the capital, specializing in women's business."
