Chapter 2 The first beautiful man in the imperial city
He is the most beautiful man in the imperial city and the most mysterious being in the entire royal family.
The most stunning beauty in the world, the ancient and modern strategies, the weird and unpredictable temper, and the supreme power!
No one knew why he appeared in such a place, on the bed of Miss Jiu of the Feng family.
However, with such a face and such an innocent demeanor, even if his clothes are disheveled and his hair is messy, you can't imagine any unclean words from him.
"Uncle Nine Emperors!" After Zhan Yuheng was startled, his expression immediately changed, he strode forward and leaned forward to say hello.
Regent! The man on Feng Jiuer's bed turned out to be Regent Zhan Qingcheng, who even the current emperor would show courtesy to!
Feng Junzhuo panicked, walked over quickly, and knelt down with a plop: "See the Ninth Prince!"
Most of the others have never seen the true appearance of the legendary Ninth Prince. Who would dare to neglect him when they hear Feng Junzhuo's voice of paying homage?
One by one, they knelt down and called out tremblingly: "See the Ninth Prince!"
Feng Qingyin was so frightened that she couldn't even find her voice. However, Feng Junzhuo scolded her angrily before she reacted suddenly and quickly knelt down.
"See the Ninth Prince!"
People in a room didn't even dare to take a breath.
Only Zhan Yuheng dared to look up.
The man on the bed was pale, with a faint dark purple color between his eyebrows. He had clearly been drugged!
Uncle Nine Emperors was injured!
Zhan Yuheng was about to step forward when suddenly, a black figure came like the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it was already blocking Zhan Yuheng.
"My lord, my subordinates were incompetent and allowed the thief to escape!"
The personal guard beside the Ninth Prince, Yu Jingfeng, waved his palm, and the curtain immediately fell down, instantly blocking Zhan Qingcheng's handsome face that even women would be jealous of on the bed.
Yu Jingfeng leaned towards Zhan Yuheng and said, "Prince Heng, the prince is requisitioning this room tonight, please come back."
"Okay." Zhan Yuheng didn't ask. He couldn't ask more about the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Bowing to the man behind the curtain again, he turned and left.
"This..." Feng Junzhuo looked hesitant. The Ninth Prince is here, so... where is Feng Jiu'er?
Yu Jingfeng's face darkened and he said angrily: "Get out!"
The people in the room were all gone in the blink of an eye, and no one dared to stay for a moment longer.
The Ninth Prince wants to requisition this room, who dares to stop it? Even the emperor won't say anything when he comes, let alone them?
But, what about Feng Jiu'er? Didn't it say that Feng Jiu'er had a secret meeting with a man? Where is she now?
Could it be that the man in the secret meeting is the Ninth Prince?
Bah! How is that possible? The Ninth Prince is a man of heaven, and even with Feng Jiuer's ugly face, even if she takes off her clothes and puts it in front of him, she won't get a sideways glance from him.
"Look! Search the entire Feng Mansion for me and find him!"
After he was far enough away from the room, Feng Junzhuo dared to shout angrily: "Quick!"
"Yes!" A group of servants immediately dispersed, looking for someone else.
...In the room, Yu Jingfeng lowered his head and did not dare to glance at the bed: "Your Majesty..."
There was clearly an aura on the prince's bed. It was a woman. If Prince Heng had taken a few steps forward just now, he would have noticed it.
Feng Jiuer tried hard to break free from the hand that fell on her lips, but before she could break free, her body suddenly felt light again.
She was picked up!
Zhan Qingcheng was breathing heavily, holding Feng Jiu'er in his arms, waving his long sleeves, and broke out of the window.
In the blink of an eye, those two figures had disappeared into the long night...
