That night, Feng Jiuer stayed by Zhan Qingcheng's side, and he didn't wake up the whole night.
It seemed that as long as Feng Jiuer was by his side, he could sleep particularly peacefully and peacefully. Emperor
Ji came here early in the morning not long after sunrise. Originally he just wanted to see the situation in Zhan Qingcheng. No.
Thinking that the people who came here early in the morning were not just him and Leng Yue, but there was also another woman, Nanmen Rong.
He knew before he came that Ah Jiu's master was also here. When Nanmen Rong saw Emperor Ji guarding outside the tent, he immediately took the initiative to take on the role.
"Your Excellency, are you Ah Jiu's master?" Di Ji's external identity is indeed the master of Prince Jiu. I know
There are only a few people who know him as the prince's adoptive father.
When Di Ji saw Nan Menrong walking towards him, he was a little nervous, and even his eyes were filled with defensiveness.
Nanmen Rong didn't care about his defense against her. Although he was not much older than her, since he was Ah Jiu's master, he was his elder.
Nanmen Rong may not care about other people's elders, but at least she doesn't hate Ah Jiu's elders.
"Master is waiting here so early. I wonder if you have had breakfast? I'll have someone prepare a meal for you, okay?" Master
Father! This old woman actually called her adoptive father, master!
Leng Yue felt a chill in her heart, but she had just promised her adoptive father last night that she would never mess around again.
So Leng Yue was very calm today, and if she had anything to say, she would just keep it in her stomach.
"My adoptive father has already had breakfast, please take care of me." Leng Yue said calmly, how could she not see that the old woman in front of her wanted to get close to her adoptive father.
However, Leng Yue's mood was also complicated when she saw her coming just now.
He was worried that Nan Menrong would see his adoptive father's original appearance, but he also didn't want to admit that Feng Jiu'er's bottle of medicine was so powerful that she would steal the limelight.
But now it seems that Feng Jiuer's medicine is indeed effective.
Emperor Ji also adjusted his mind, met Nanmen Rong's gaze, and said indifferently: "No need to bother."
Nanmen Rong is somewhat tolerant of Ah Jiu's people, except, of course, that bitch Feng Jiu'er. This
Yes, but his eyes fell on Leng Yue: "This...is the master's adopted daughter? What is her relationship with Ah Jiu?"
"He is my senior brother." Leng Yue smiled silly and sweet, showing off her unusual relationship with Zhan Qingcheng.
Nan Menrong's face looked a little ugly, but seeing that Leng Yue looked like this, not even half as good as Feng Jiu'er, she didn't take it seriously.
She considers herself to be more attractive than Feng Jiu'er, so naturally a girl who is not as good as Feng Jiu'er is not worthy of her attention.
It's better to focus on Ah Jiu's master. She
She said: "I'm really sorry for keeping Master waiting for so long. I'm going to wake Ah Jiu up right away." She said.
As I walked towards the tent door, I felt as if I was the hostess here. It was so cold.
Yue Leng glanced at her. The contemptuous look in Nanmen Rong's eyes when he looked at her just now was really annoying.
She actually looked down on her!
Nanmen Rong really looked down on Leng Yue, so he didn't even want to look at her again.
Walking outside the tent, she glanced coldly at Long Yi and Long Eleven who were guarding both sides of the curtain. She ignored them and just called to the people inside through the curtain.
"Ajiu, I have prepared a good breakfast for you. Can I bring it in for you right now?"
Naturally, no one would respond to his head, but there was a hint of movement.
The Ninth Prince is up, and Feng Jiuer is helping him get dressed.
Daofeng Jiu'er was inside, and Nanmen Rong wished he could kick open the door curtain.
However, she had been mentally prepared before coming over, knowing that it would be like this.
Nan Menrong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to calm himself down.
Ah Jiu is seriously injured now, so we can wait until he recovers.
"Ajiu, I just bring you breakfast, I don't mean anything else."
The person who raised his head still ignored him.
After Jiuer put on Zhan Qingcheng's robe, he picked up the wooden comb and pulled up his long hair. Jue
Such a beautiful man, even his black hair is so soft and smooth, it is so enviable.
Uncle Nine Emperors is really a magical being. He never cares about these things, and he will never do anything to support him. He even often fights on the battlefield. But
, she has everything good, her skin is fair and smooth, her hair is as smooth as silk, she has a good figure, eight-pack abs and sexy mermaid lines, long legs with golden proportions, slender green and perfect fingers, thick and long eyelashes
Lifting her head, her eyes are as deep as stars. They are so beautiful. Still.
Those two thin lips as pink as rose petals, as tempting as jelly. Want to
It's fair to say that he is a beauty, but how can a man who is at least 1.9 meters tall be so beautiful? Every
The closer Jiu'er gets to him, the more he will dislike himself.
Even men can see this level of beauty. On the other hand, she, a woman, is also a beauty, but how can she compare with the Nine Emperors Uncle? Alas
, God is jealous and people are resentful, God is so unfair! "
Uncle Nine Emperors, do you want to have breakfast outside, or here?" I tied up Uncle Nine Emperor's long hair with my own hands. Doesn't it feel like a sense of accomplishment?
"Here." Zhan Qingcheng sat on the soft couch with his slender legs spread out. He sat casually and assumed an unparalleled posture.
Even though his eyebrows are all sickly, the feeling of dominating the world is so strong!
Rule the world... If the Nine Emperors Uncle becomes the emperor, I wonder how he will be admired and worshiped by all the people? Feng
Jiu'er gathered her thoughts, but just as Yu Jingfeng's request for food came from outside, she called outside: "Send it in."
Yu Jingfeng was about to come in immediately, but Nanmen Rong stopped in front of him, took the tray carried by his men, and sent it in himself.
Yi and Long Shiyi were about to stop them, but when they saw that Yu Jingfeng had no expression, they decided not to do it.
A commotion at night and another in the early morning will definitely put the prince in a bad mood.
If possible, no one would think of arguing.
Queen... although her behavior is really disgusting, everything she does now is destroying the prince's reputation!
However, she was out on the march and could only ignore it for the time being. She just wanted to deliver food.
Of course, if the prince gives an order to die, then they will definitely obey it. Nan
Men Rong walked in with breakfast, and Yu Jingfeng also walked in with snacks carefully made by the chef.
After Ji hesitated for a moment, he let Leng Yue push him in. If
The Nine Emperors Uncle's tent is not big enough. With so many people coming in, I really don't know if it can accommodate it. Look.
Seeing Zhan Qingcheng's still pale face, Nanmen Rong felt a pain in his heart. He glanced at Feng Jiu'er and said displeasedly: "How do you serve Ah Jiu? If you don't know how to take care of me, I will accompany Ah Jiu tonight."
