Chapter 1970 Feng Clan: If a husband is like this, what more can he ask
As soon as Feng Jiuer went out, she was locked outside the wing.
She glanced back at the closed door, ignored it, turned around and continued forward.
In the courtyard, the man who was grinding medicinal materials felt a different smell, stopped and turned around.
"Uncle Nine Emperors."
Feng Jiuer walked over with a smile.
She knew he was coming, and she just wanted to come over and wait to see what Yu Jingfeng wanted to do.
Unexpectedly, the guy's target was the girls inside.
The haze surrounding Di Wuya gradually dissipated as Feng Jiuer approached.
"Why are you having such a good day today? Do you want to come over and help?"
Feng Jiuer stood beside Di Wuya with a bright smile.
"Come and see you."
Di Wuya smiled fondly and continued to push the wooden stake.
It seems that what Yu Jingfeng said is not completely wrong! Feng Jiuer bent down, picked up a handful of medicinal materials, and put them into the stone mill.
"Uncle Nine Emperors is becoming more and more sweet-tongued. Do you know that you look very attractive?"
She raised her eyebrows and glanced left and right.
The female relatives who were still secretly watching the prince grinding the medicine reacted immediately.
"I'm going to take a look at the dried herbs."
"Is the next batch of medicinal materials coming?
Let’s go and help.”
"Ah! The weather is so nice today!"
"Xiaomei, what did you need just now?
I'll go look for it."
Everyone "ignored" the two people in the courtyard and dispersed in all directions.
After a while, the people watching the fun left, and the people who were supposed to be working in the courtyard also left.
In the courtyard, only Di Wuya and Feng Jiuer were left.
"Girl, are you busy with things?"
Di Wuya asked softly.
Feng Jiuer glanced at the man who rarely took the initiative to speak, then bent down and picked up a pile of medicinal materials.
"We in Tianji Hall are always busy. Uncle Nine Emperors doesn't know?"
Di Wuya curled his lips and continued to walk forward along the stone mill.
"By the way, Uncle Nine Emperors, I heard that there is a restaurant in the city whose dishes are very similar to those of Beimu Country. Should we try it?"
Feng Jiuer said with a smile.
"good."
Emperor Wuya nodded lightly.
Feng Jiuer stepped forward and took his sleeves: "Let's go, just leave these to Yu Jingfeng."
Anyway, it's his mission! "Okay."
Emperor Wuya nodded again and put down the wooden stake.
Feng Jiuer arranged his clothes herself, held his arm and looked back.
In the side room on the other side, at some point, a few more little heads appeared.
When they met Feng Jiuer's gaze, they immediately lowered their heads and tried to close the door.
"Tiantian, tell Yu Jingfeng to return the remaining medicinal materials to him, and the prince and I are going to fall in love."
Think about it, over the years, they have only been in love a handful of times, which is really a injustice to him.
"well."
The woman called Tiantian opened the door and was blessed.
Feng Jiuer lowered her small hand, clasped her fingers with the man's big palm, and raised her eyes with a happy expression.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, it's a bit ostentatious for us to go out now. How about putting on makeup first?"
"You all listen to my wife."
Di Wuya lowered his eyes to meet her gaze, his eyes full of endearment.
Feng Jiuer took the man and walked out.
At this moment, her mood was like the sunlight in the sky, very bright.
Feng Jiuer could probably guess why Yu Jingfeng brought Uncle Nine Emperors over and sent her away while he entered the side room himself.
Her man is a big fool, not to mention his country, he would even give up his life for her.
So no matter what form their wedding takes, as long as he is the person standing next to her, she will be the happiest bride in the world.
As the saying goes, if you have a husband like this, what else can you ask for?
