"Why should I tell you?" Leng Yue glared at Feng Jiu'er coldly, with disdain on her face, "Don't think that if you please the young master, I will obey your orders just like Yu Jingfeng."
Yu Jingfeng touched his nose and wondered, had he always been obedient to Miss Jiu'er? He didn't realize it at all.
"Tonight we are here to capture the traitor. If you don't tell us clearly, I will take you back to see the master directly."
She didn't talk about going back to see the Ninth Prince, because she knew that no one wanted to disturb the Ninth Prince's rest at this time. But
At least, Feng Jiuer knew in her heart that Leng Yue was still afraid of her adoptive father.
Leng Yue's face darkened, and her disdain for her grew stronger: "Feng Jiu'er, you and Yu Jingfeng had a private meeting here in the middle of the night. I haven't reported it to my adoptive father, but you actually want to complain to him?
"
Does this damn girl also know the identity of her adoptive father? Did Yu Jingfeng tell her?
When Yu Jingfeng heard this, his face suddenly darkened and he said displeasedly: "Leng Yue, don't speak rudely to Miss Jiu'er." Jiu'er.
Miss Er is the prince's servant, and she actually said that he and Miss Jiuer had a private meeting here. It's just nonsense!"
What? I said something rude to her, do you feel bad?" Leng Yue smiled wildly and snorted coldly: "You also said that you and her didn't have an affair? If there wasn't an affair, why did the two of them stay so long in the tent tonight?
Long?"
Unexpectedly, Leng Yue actually paid attention to their affairs tonight. Even Feng Jiuer and Yu Jingfeng did not expect this.
If you pretend to be careless, you will have to act more cautiously in the future.
It’s not because of a guilty conscience, but what I’m afraid of is that Leng Yue’s stubborn mouth will eventually let Uncle Nine Emperors know about her feeding him blood every night.”
Yu Jingfeng, take her back." Feng Jiuer took another look at the silent surroundings, and still felt that something was wrong. He
The person we want to arrest is not Leng Yue, how could it be her who contacted the person that day?
Leng Yue was originally in the team, so he didn't know his position? What's more, if there was really anything to contact, everyone was in the team, so why use flying pigeons to pass messages?
Huo Yan had said before that although flying pigeons pass messages quickly, they are not safe. This time Feng Jiuer also witnessed the instability of flying pigeons.
Wasn't it just a pigeon that was intercepted by them like this?
However, Leng Yue certainly had a purpose for coming here tonight, but she didn't want to do it now, and there was no point in forcing her now.
"What did you say? Take me back?" Leng Yue screamed immediately, "Feng Jiu'er, are you sick? I'm out for a walk, why do you take me back?"
Feng Jiuer didn't even want to look at her again. She felt a little uneasy after being out for so long.
The most important thing is that their carrier pigeon has been released, and the content of the letter has been changed by Long Twelve, but no one came tonight.
Either the news of this matter leaked out, or the changes made by Long Twelve were seen by others. Or
Well, the third possibility... This possibility is more complicated. In general
After all, she is now eager to go back.
"Long Twelve, help Lord Yu capture Leng Yue." She turned and left.
Yes." Long Twelve was about to go over.
Jingfeng snorted coldly: "No need!"
With a sound, a palm was slapped on Leng Yue's shoulder.
Leng Yue was stunned, and her fingertips were trembling with anger: "Yu Jingfeng, you actually listened to this woman? Are you crazy?" Yu
Jingfeng didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, so he failed to catch her with one palm, and the second palm came again.
Although Leng Yue's martial arts skills were not bad, she was still forced to retreat by Yu Jingfeng. In the end, she was forced to retreat.
So, less than a stick of incense had passed after Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu walked out, Yu Jingfeng subdued her and escorted her back together with Long Twelve.
Jiu'er, who was walking in front, felt more and more something was wrong the more he thought about it, and his steps became faster and faster unconsciously.
Qiao Mu looked at her worried back and couldn't help but frowned: "General Feng, is there something wrong?"
Yes." When Feng Jiuer mentioned it, he walked faster, "I always feel... tonight is weird."
Qiao Mu didn't feel anything at first, but when she said that, he seemed to start to feel a little uneasy.
As soon as the two returned to the camp where the team was camping, Yu Jingfeng and Long Twelve escorted Leng Yue and followed them.
Along the way, Leng Yue was still roaring: "Why are you holding me captive? Yu Jingfeng, let go! Otherwise, I will let the young master chop you!"
Yu Jingfeng, you asked me to let go, did you hear me? Yu Jingfeng...well-"
Finally, in order to let her ears rest for a while, Yu Jingfeng directly sealed her dumb hole.
The ground is still very quiet, but the atmosphere is really not right. 9
Outside the emperor's uncle's tent, there seemed to be a few unfamiliar figures!
Feng Jiuer's eyes darkened and she rushed over immediately.
Jingfeng finally discovered something was wrong. After throwing Leng Yue to Long Twelve, he quickly caught up with Feng Jiuer. The two
When people arrived outside Zhan Qingcheng's tent, they discovered that besides the battalion commander, in addition to the two brothers of the Twelve Riders, there were two unknown men.
However, these two people seem familiar. Where have you seen them? Meng
On the ground, Feng Jiuer's breathing was messed up and she was about to break in immediately.
The two well-dressed men stepped forward to stop them, but were blocked by the brothers of the Twelve Riders. Four
The atmosphere among people was absolutely stiff and cold, and there was a strong tendency to fight if they disagreed.
As for Feng Jiuer, she had already lifted the curtain and stepped in.
Inside the tent, Zhan Qingcheng was sitting on the couch, his face expressionless, but there was actually a little blood on his clothes.
Beside him, Long Yi and Long Eleven were like two door gods, guarding him so tightly that no one was allowed to get close. But
After seeing Feng Jiu'er return, most of the defensiveness in their eyes immediately disappeared, and they immediately saluted: "Miss Jiu'er."
"Uncle Nine Emperors, are you vomiting blood?" Feng Jiuer walked over quickly and stared at the blood stains on his clothes. His heart felt stinging!
Damn it! These people actually disturbed Uncle Nine Emperors' rest and made him so angry that he vomited blood! This is an unforgivable crime!
Zhan Qingcheng grabbed her wrist. Although his face was as pale as paper, his fingers holding her were so powerful. "
Do you want to run away from me again at night?"
"No, Uncle Nine Emperors, I just... just want to find some herbs."
Feng Jiuer stared at the remaining blood stains on the corners of his lips, feeling distressed for a while, and immediately picked up her sleeves and wiped away the blood stains for him.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, how are you? What's wrong with you?" She was really anxious. It was obvious that he had stopped vomiting blood after she came. Today
Wan, he actually vomited again! Do these people insist on forcing Uncle Nine Emperors to death?
She turned back and glared at the person sitting on the chair, her eyes red with anger.
"Uncle Nine Emperors needs to rest. If nothing happens, please leave!"
