Chapter 1998 Feng Clan: Am I better-looking?
"Thirty percent."
Di Wuya stroked Feng Jiuer's fallen hair behind her ear and responded softly.
Feng Jiuer swallowed hard and tried to stabilize her emotions.
"Thirty percent?
I seem to remember...at that time, the sky...had turned white."
It was almost dawn when she opened her eyes for the last time.
Feng Jiuer didn't remember much about last night, except for the pain.
In the end, she fell into a daze and didn't know how many times she fell asleep and woke up again.
It was almost dawn before he let her go.
"Only once."
When Di Wuya's lips came down again, his voice became a little hoarse.
Feng Jiuer's eyes widened even more as she looked at this enlarged handsome face.
"You said it was almost the whole night last night, only... once?"
Oh my god! She was careless.
I slept late last night, but I was busy until almost dawn, at least for more than two hours. How could it be possible?
Feng Jiuer looked at those somewhat scarlet eyes and did not dare to express her doubts.
She can guarantee that if she doubts his ability.
She could escape last night, but she couldn't escape tonight.
"Nine...Uncle Huang, you are great! Let's wait until I grow up a little more."
"By the way, I really have something to deal with, you go and do it, hurry up!"
"The plan cannot be disrupted. We will definitely win. The days ahead will be long."
Feng Jiuer broke free from the man's arms and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Uncle Nine Emperors is poisonous! She could be said to have shed a layer of skin last night, thinking that he was satisfied.
Unexpectedly, it was only three successes. It was so terrifying! Feng Jiuer left quickly without even looking back.
She did not go anywhere else and walked into the west wing courtyard again.
"Jiu'er, what did you find?"
Zhao Yusheng saw her and came over to greet her.
"No."
Feng Jiuer shook her head, "Has Jian Yi woke up?"
Zhao Yusheng looked at Jianyi's wing, shook his head and said, "No one was there."
Something happened in Fengjiang, and almost all the people living in the west wing were up, except for Jian Yi.
Feng Jiuer followed the direction of Zhao Yusheng's gaze and walked straight to the west wing.
She came to Jian Yi's wing and knocked on the door gently: "Jian Yi, I am Jiu'er, are you in there?"
"Enter."
Jian Yi's voice came out.
Feng Jiuer pushed gently and the door opened.
"What's wrong?"
Jianyi put down the book in his hand and stood up.
"Have you had breakfast?"
Feng Jiuer had no extra emotions and looked at Jian Yi as usual.
"Um."
Jian Yi nodded.
"Someone poisoned my Third Emperor brother this morning. I don't know how the enemy got in."
Feng Jiuer came to him, sat down, picked up the books on the table, looked at them, and put them down.
"By the way, did you discover anything else last night?"
Jian Yi shook his head and said softly: "I've heard about it too."
Everything looks normal.
Feng Jiuer, however, stared at him for a moment.
Jian Yi caught her gaze and raised his handsome eyebrows slightly: "Do you think I'm better looking than that guy?"
Feng Jiuer stood up with a "poof" sound.
"Everyone says that I'm getting married, but if you're not happy, it doesn't seem to be a big deal."
"I hope you're okay! I'm going to check on the situation. I'll go to the back hall in half an hour and discuss it if necessary."
When Feng Jiuer turned around, the smile on her lips suddenly stopped.
Jianyi looked normal, but she saw something abnormal in his eyes.
Another important point is that the Nine Emperors Uncle's place is full of Long Wujun who are highly skilled in martial arts.
To be able to hide from everyone's sight and openly poison someone, this person must not be an ordinary person.
Will things go as she thought?
Feng Jiuer's heart aches!
This chapter has been completed!
